***********It was an early, warm summer’s evening.We’re off to meet Tom. He is 6 foot tall, in his early 30s, fit and has a thick 10-incher, compa...ed to my meager 7.5 inches!You had instructions to wear no underwear and something easily removable.You had been asked to follow whatever instructions you were given, without question and as a horny bitch you agreed!**********I meet you around 7pm on the outskirts of the local stud farm.We are off to meet Tom who works there.You are wearing a summer. Her eyes were wide and almond shaped with her make-up designed to place them in a smoldering, smoky backdrop of black. A feint hint of emerald on her eyelids tied the colors of her outfit to her face. High cheekbones and a wisp of blush gave her an almost innocent look that belayed the presentation of her body. I walked to her and wrapped my arms around her waist. I pulled her tight against me and let the hardness of my cock pressed into her belly answer her question. My hands slid down to cup. "Can you tell me about what it was like over there? I want to know what my husband... Rick... went through before he di... he crashed."I sighed and rubbed my eyes, trying to think of a way to gently tell her that I didn't want to talk about this. Yet, as I looked at her tearing eyes I knew that she needed something, needed to feel a connection with her lost mate. So, I began to talk, telling her some of the details but keeping much of the horror and pain from her. I'm sure his situation was. She said I love you as a son and you love me as a mother. I asked her if I am not your son and if I proposed to you would you love me mom. She said if you are not my son and I am married by the time you proposed to me I would have maintained an affair with you if I have a husband like your dad. By hearing her words I understood that she will accept me if I am not her son. So I thought of making her know that incest relations exist. So I thought of sending these incest stories which I have.