I loved the fact she ironed my shirts and fixed my breakfast and opened her beautiful legs for me at night telling me that I was her good little baby....I don’t know if it was a mother complex or anything serious like that. I think it was just the fact that I had gotten hooked on her pretty ass and I was addicted to her constant fussing over me like I was her favorite child. My own mother was always a bit distant and much more interested in her book club, her society friends and those lunches. ”I leaned over and grabbed the arms of a chair, leaving my ass open to him. He came up behind me and caressed my ass and balls.“Just relax, bro. It’s all good.” he said.I felt his dick press against my hole. With a smooth push his cockhead popped into my asshole. I grunted. Slowly he worked his thick meat stick into me. I never felt anything like it before, never felt anything so… satisfying. I couldn’t speak. I just grunted with every move he made. Before long he was slowly stroking his big. Ms Passion cried out dropped onto the grassy comfort and drove two fingers deep in her moist pussy. As her tender pussy responded by tightly grasping her pumping hand her eyes closed, her back arched, and she gushed, she heard a voice! Sweet popped her eyes open and turned her head to find Farmer Reese walking toward her with: a smile on his face, overalls around his ankles, and his cock in his hand. He stepped out of the encumbrance, smiled, kneeled by her shoulder, and gently tweaked her. Zach said he and Annie befriended them when they moved to the area. I think they're innocents." Zach entered the patio with a couple who appeared to be in their late thirties. They were a very attractive couple. The man had blonde hair which looked like it was disheveled on purpose. It fell across his forehead and just over his ears. He had a slender, yet athletic build and was wearing nice jeans and a designer t-shirt. The woman had a brown pixie cut and was wearing jeans as well, but with a.