"Hey, you big, dirty farmer," she yelled and waved. She stood on the porch of a general store with a package in her hands, and she was the brightest t...ing in sight with a purple dress and a fringed, red shawl. Her dark hair was arranged in long ringlets and her face was bright with rouge or excitement, perhaps a bit of both. I reined up, got down and walked across the street trying to figure out who she was."You don' remember me, do you, you big ox?" the slight woman said, sounding a bit worse. My dick started to stir, as blood flowed into it like a faucet I was hard in seconds. Thinking of how hot that woman looked with her lips wrapped around that cock. She slipped her head up and down, up and down, up...and down. I could almost feel it happening. The pressure of her lips against my dick, her tongue swirling around it. My dick started pulsing, wanting attention. Walking around shirtless was one thing, but jerking it in the dorm shower? Even if there was no one else in the building,. She loves cock, but I don't know if she's ready for the kind of pipe you're packing away in there."In the deepest voice I'd ever heard, Jerome responded,"Oh I was just havin some fun, man. No need to get upset - besides, I think she liked it."With that he let me go, but then he gave me a firm smack on my ass to send me up the stairs."When you get back down here, make me a fuckin drink, slut."And that's how the night went for the next three hours or so. Periodically the doorbell would ring and. The next week or so I could not wait to get home and check the laundry basket, every night another pair of my knickers had been filled with my son’s seaman after he got back from school. Then one night I took my knickers off and pulled on a pair with fresh sperm soaking the gusset, pulling them tight in to my hairy pussy. When we had our customary hug and kiss, I held on longer and tighter to Terry. “Are you alright mom?” Terry asked “Happy as can be” was my replyI started to lay my.