She was a total slut in her younger days and the stories she told were astonishing. I admit that her stories got me very horny and hot and led to our ...ex life to be amazing.In this post, I thought I would describe in detail some of the favorite stories she told me while we were fucking, before we dove into sharing her with other men.She told me a story of when she was in high school and she was working at a small farm stand for the summer. There was a guy that worked there that she had the hots. Between sobs I toldhim of my fears and he assured me he only sent for me to find out how Iwas doing and to touch base as our paths rarely crossed. The day of astudent nurse is a world apart from the CEO. His day was meetings,lunches and decisions and mine now was bed pans, making beds andadministering medicines. He was concerned for me and the children.Then something absolutely unexpected happened, he kissed me full on thelips. Not once but three times, his tongue working it's way into mymouth. I stripped completely, my cock standing out erect and proud and walked into the bathroom. My mother had her back to me as I walked in. I walked up and embraced her fondly, my rock hard penis pressing up against her thighs and ass as I grabbed her breasts from behind and started squeezing as I muttered… “I want to fuck you mom… ”I expected her to protest a little and was ready to be firm and forceful again, like the first time I had fucked her in that hotel room. Mom was startled as I pushed her. " She's an old friend. Trust me." Okay," he said, and we started to clean up the breakfast table.I put on my boots, but all I had for him were the heels that went with theoutfit he was wearing, but he managed pretty well, and we went at a slowbut steady pace to town. I hadn't brought my car out to the cabin, but shedidn't seem to mind the walk.I watching him ? Her? walk, and found myself almost jealous of the way shemoved. Even in unfamiliar heels. Even in terrain never meant for highheels in.