." Do you take this man, Charles Ebenezer Pearce, to be..."Almost before Becky had caught her breath they were outside, on the wagon and leaving town.... It took half an hour to reach the farmstead and as they approached it there were fields with new growing corn and one with a few cattle in. The farmhouse itself was a low log cabin with a turf roof and boards over the windows. It seemed small compared with the houses she had known in New York, but a surge of happiness ran through her body as she. I went as deeply as I could, shaking my head to take him in deeper, my hands on his knees at times to give him the sensation of a ‘no-hands ‘b.j.’ I loved to hearing his breathing catch, then quicken.I then sucked his cock back into my mouth but this time I did it quickly and took it deep, all the way, until his head was pressing against the back of my throat. I made myself keep going, to a point just short of gagging (thank God for my lack of gag reflex!), until my lips were wrapped tightly. My other son, Ryan, held my hair off to the side. "Oh yeah mom, you are so fucking hot! You are the hottest, sluttiest mother." I slowly slid my sons cock out of my mouth, my wet lips were covered with his tasty pre-cum. Ryan left a nice coating of his pre-cum on my tongue. I flicked my tongue quickly around the head of his nice red cock. I moved over in-between Hunters legs. My sons cock looked so good, hard, wet with pre-cum; I couldn't wait to have it back in my mouth. I licked my sons’. Some of the ideas, were adding toys, which we did, but that was boring, or dressing up in lingerie, which is great, but the thought of getting tied up, and blindfolded got me really hot. One weekend, we decided to go away to an out of town getaway resort, and brought some new toys, a vibe, a dildo, and some handcuffs 4 of them for each arm and leg, plus a blindfold and lots of naughty lingerie. So we get to the resort and and we head for a swim and a few drinks then we decide to lay out our new.