I then slowly pushed into the hilt. Balls deep. In my Mom's asshole. "Oh, it hurts, but its good, don't stop." I pulled out, watching her asshole clin...g to me and then I pushed it home, harder this time. "Yes, oh yes" I then started to fuck her asshole like I had her mouth, hard and deep. She reached up and pulled her legs all the back to her tits. "Do it, fuck my ass!" I was rammming my whole 8 inches up her now and she rocked like a bronco on my cock. I couldn't take much more, so I pulled out. As her head lulled she nestled against his body. She could smell him through his t-shirt, taking in his spicy exotic scent. Just from the smell she could tell he was black -- Greg never smelled anything like Derren did, Ashley thought. She pressed her face against him and breathed in more deeply when it began to make her whole body tingle with excitement.People were passing along the stairs and along the upper floor's hallways. Not all had all their clothes on. A pair fumbled by, tearing at one. I finished a furrow aimed back at one of the farmhouse's shade trees as the sky turned red, lifted the plow from the black dirt and let it skid on home. The mule knew the way without coaxing. I cleaned my equipment, washed my face and hands and had some cider and ham on the kitchen steps. I was sitting there, enjoying the sunset, when Andrea appeared and stood before me."I've seen a fair amount of plowing," she said, hands on hips, unsmiling. "But that's pretty sorry looking. And most men can. ........."Please don't show this letter to Mother! Love, Tina."Mandy soon moved on to other conquests. A few weeks later:"Dear Vicky,There is another girl here called Ann. She is different - not at all likeMandy. She is not prudish but has made it clear that she does not expectsex, which is a relief to me. In many ways, she is very like you and Ireally enjoy her company. She seems fascinated how easily I can discussquite intimate girlie things in a way which most men would findembarrassing..