Not that I didn’t need a man in my life; I was horny as hell. My vibe was getting a regular workout and I kept a large supply of batteries on hand.M... son James was my rock! He was always by my side and would spend many nights keeping me company at home. I encouraged him to go out and have fun, but he rarely left me alone. I thought it strange that he was a very handsome young man, but rarely dated anyone. I just marked it up to him not wanting me to be alone.However, one night I was alone at. Who ever knows what the guys have in mind, but there I was and here I am. Bubbles came so naturally that even long before I graduated, I just never told anyone my real name, and Bubbles stuck, like chewing gum on your shoe. I grew up in the Midwest, out in the Indiana farm country, where the evening breeze roars across the prairie smelling a lot like a wet dog. I guess they call it country (cunt-tree) because the only thing the boys are looking for back there is get’in their tree right into. Keep in mind that I had only seen a grainy digital image of her at this point, but I knew what car she was in, so, I drive off the motorway and past her on the other lane of the dual carriage way, making sure she is where she says and looks ok, before looping back at the next roundabout and pulling in behind her in the lay by.As I get out and stride forward to her drivers window, I immediately notice that she already had a few workmen ogling her from close by, at the tea van than used to stand. With my other hand, I undid her bra and let it fall to the floor. Her hot breasts now dangled before me. She was now on her knees with her smothered face grinding into the carpet. I then undid her tight jeans and pulled them down to her knees, along with her panties. Her exposed asshole was now right in front of me, and I could not wait to ravage her with my big cock. While holding her in place with one hand, I quickly spit on my hand to lube up my penis and her asshole. Once my moist.