Finally, we passed out of the orchards and crossed an old wooden bridge that stretched over a lazy stream with willows growing on the banks. Surroundi...g a hard packed farmyard was a large red barn, several animal pens, and an immense old farmhouse where a plump lady in a floury apron was walking down the steps to meet the truck. After we had parked I climbed out as she walked up and held out my hand to make an introduction. "Hello Ma'am, I'm-" Was all I managed before she threw her arms around. I almost came at the sultriness of her tongue.She turned her body away from me,threw one leg across my torso and gently guided my cock into her waiting pussy.She arched her back once she had all of me in her and stayed there for some few minutes as she rotated her hips against mine clenching her vaginal muscles as she did.If you told me this was her second time I would take you for a liar as she did all these with such grace and confidence and such skill like I never met in a newly intimate. "I always had low self-esteem growing up. I took it too personally when I was picked on and teased as a child just because I was one of the youngest and smallest kids in my neighborhood. I developed my shapely body just before I was thirteen. Boys only wanted to go out with me so they could feel me up and try to have sex with me. Then they rejected me when I wouldn't give in. I never had a steady boyfriend." Hold on ... it gets worse... "I lost my virginity when I was twenty-three to a bastard. At least she got to spend the day with Robert even if it was just working, although when she thought about his hands on her, she smiled. She would have loved to have continued what they started, but Damn Larry, for treating me that way and making me feel so cheap, she thought to herself. Robert: ‘Good morning, and don’t you look nice today. ‘ He opened the door letting her in. He was happy to see the smile back on her face and even happier to see that she was wearing a bright orange sweater.