It was crucial for his plan to get his hands on one of those tractors across the road from the station in time for preparing the soil. Cultivating the...field was like cultivating a dream, yet he was not looking forward doing it again by brute human force for the fourth time. The image of driving out of the dealership with him sitting proudly behind the wheel filled his mind for many months.As he made his way to the village, there were many more cracks and fissures in the road’s pavement and. All would have been well except for one small thing. Cindy just happened to be looking at Bob when he reached into his shorts to adjust his boner. At first she didn't understand what she was seeing. Why would "Uncle" Bob reach into his shorts? He was moving his hand around in there. What in the world was he doing? Then, the only possible answer flooded her mind and she stopped walking for a few seconds.Cindy wasn't quite as ignorant as Bob had thought. She knew what boys wanted. Some of her. I kept the slow thrusting going, wanting to gain as much experience as I could.Trying to distract my mind from coming, I bent down and sucked on her tit, it was soft, wobbly, and lovely to suck but this heightened my desire to thrust a little faster. Before I knew, I was coming inside my mom’s fanny, which woke mom briefly, her body jerked and spasmed under me, and then I felt her fanny nip my cock in pulses.I kept coming, squirt after squirt pumped up my cock and I was to excited to realise. In no time at all, his dick was growing rapidly in her mouth. Finally, he pulled it out from between her lips, as hard as it had been before he had fucked her. She smiled and stroked it appreciatively.He quickly stripped his pants and shorts, still hanging around his ankles, off then raised up and quickly stripped her clothes off. Then he took her by the hips, silently urging her to get up on her hands and knees. She giggled and did as he wanted, turning onto her stomach, then getting up on her.