No one spoke about it although they all knew that this year there was something different, something special that was supposed to draw the highest bid... ever for any raffle item, but no that’s all they knew. The local men were hoping the secret auction item was a new car or tractor. The ladies were thinking of a new refrigerator or washing machine. Some started a rumor that there were two items up for bid, one for men and one for the ladies, but rumors wafted on the summer breeze as abundantly. . the result was devastating! My cock plunged into my mother's pussy like a hot knife through butter, plowing so deeply into her open cunt, that my balls slapped resoundingly against her puckered asshole."Ooooooooh, Jesus!" wailed Mom, as my cock slammed into her cunt. "God, you're in so deep, Danny!.. Jesus!.. Give it to me! Uhhh, yes... yes.... fuck hard! Fuck the shit out of me!"It was an incredible moment for me as I stared down at my cock buried deeply in my own mother's cunt. At her age,. All that hiking, canoeing, swimming and wine, had had their effect. She was fast asleep like the forest outside our small cabin. Exiting the shower, I toweled off at the bedroom door. I just shook my head in disbelief. Believe me though, seeing her in the soft candlelight she lay in perfect repose she was my very own quiet nude, ready to be painted. Nothing to do now but simply stroke the brush on the canvas. Not at all ready to give up, I smiled. ‘OK lady,’ I thought. ‘Let’s have some fun.’. David wandered back carrying two bottles, two small glasses and, Phillippa was pleased to see, two packets of Marlboro Lite."Well, it's better than Casa Bleu," sniffed Phillippa taking the cigarettes off her husband, who didn't smoke. "Or worse, Gauloise." They make shit rolling tobacco," affirmed David. He bent his head towards the young woman and raised a querying eyebrow.Phillippa shrugged.Then David touched her gently on the knee and pointed at the bar hehind her. Phillippa turned her head,.