They're at my mother-in–law's right now. I know you've older children so you understand how to get on with children well. This was crucial for me to... choose you."I felt this woman knew what was the most important to say to me strengthened my ego.I said, "I know it must be difficult to live after the death of your husband as a widow mother." Yes, but many single, divorced or widow moms live alone. However, as you know, I'm not only looking for a stepfather candidate, but I want a special mate. It was a warm summer night with a full moon. I snuck out of the house and cruised around the neighborhood, looking for something to do. The night was quiet, so I headed down to the barn where our horses were boarded. I usually kept porno magazines there, and thought this would be a good time to jack off or at least greet my friends. I often read the Penthouse stories and spurted cum into the hay while the horses watched. The farm was deserted, as the owners were early risers. Entering the main. He told me that he loved his wife dearly, but they haven’t had sex for thirteen years and that she never allowed him to love her down there. His greatest dream was to pleasure a woman so much that she would never forget the ecstasy.That is why he was between my spread legs, with his hands on both sides of my money-spinner.“She is so beautiful. You must be very proud?” His velvet voice brought me back to reality. No one had ever said something like that about my cunt. My pussy was my. “AHHHHHHHHH fuck Matthew—AHHHHHHHHH---Stop---please stop”.I just ignore him, and pulling back, plunge again my whole throbbing nine inches of thick jock meat into my lil bro's guts. Continuing, I thrust in and out of Dustin's hole, holding him down between his shoulder blades. This was by far the tightest hole I ever fucked ! I knew it wasn't going to last long—just too much pressure on my dickhead. In just a couple more minutes, with Dustin still screaming at the top of his lungs, I grab him.