Her lovely face lit up with delight, but then the corners of her lips fell. We greeted each other.“You aren’t ashamed to be seen with me in public...” she asked.“Why would I be ashamed to be in the company of a beautiful woman?”“Because I’m old enough to be your mother…”“Oh, no you’re not.” I paused a bit before I said, “My mother is two years older than you.”“Alex…” she said, disturbed.I motioned for her to come sit next to me in the car. When she settled beside me I took her hand and thrust it. “Don’t be afraid,” I say. “These are my breasts. Touch them, feel them—fuck me, Cederick.”“I will do that, Ashyln,” he swears to me. “I’m going to touch your breasts and squeeze them. I’m going to fuck you and scatter my seed inside your pussy.” Slowly, his hands grip my breasts. I shut my eyes. I can’t think straight. My thinking is shattered. I lean further down. He grips my nipples with his teeth. It feels great. His tongue slithers out of his mouth and licks my flesh. I love this! He moves. “Mrs. Fredrick, I’m really enjoying this but I could use something big and hard in my pussy now.”“Taylor, I’ve told you it is Mary. But I’m with you honey. Mike I think we should go to the king sized bed so we can be comfortable while we fuck,” Mrs. Fredrick said getting up off the couch.“Is that alright with you Scott?” Mr. Fredrick asked.“Yeah, Dad. That sounds great to me,” Scott said as his step mom pulled him to the bedroom.Mrs. Fredrick pulled the comforter off the bed. We lay side by. She was tall and leggy like the grape vines out in the country field not far from the base. I took my time with nice conversation whenever we past the fruit stand each morning, (banana,grapes,apple) knowing all the time that if she would allow me one time and one opportunity that I could be that happiness man on the moon. Always picking a banana with care, it was some indication – but not one clue to the thickness that lived in my Hanes boxers.As we lay in the bed I was taking my time,.