She thought to her self “what am I in the mood for?” she smiled to her self “Hmmm”.She smiled to a man sitting at the corner of the bar. He sm...iled back at her and took another sip of his drink, from his sitting form he was about 6’2 or so, he was slim and muscular, his chest seemed to ripple under his tight white shirt, and his slim figure seemed to match hers almost perfectly, he had his bleach blonde hair spiked, and amazing blue eyes the color of the ocean, he had a wonderful smile which. Tonight this will change. For all to long I have only dreamed of sliding my cock in and out of her hot box. Tonight, this too will change.The dreaming of moms naked body all to myself ended when the planning took shape. Pen to paper plans has brought me only an hour away from cumming inside her mouth, puss or ass. She will be mine for the night. When I place my mouth on her nipple will she remember me and moan? Or will it take my mouth parting her pubic lips to open her eyes? If she is to. He tried to pay attention to the game but still found the referees’ calls too confusing. It seemed every time the players were running from one end of the court to the other, throwing the ball around the key as they called it, the whistle was blown and play came to a halt. No wonder the last two minutes took a lifetime. The squeak of the players’ shoes against the hardwood was driving him crazy, and the stone-cold stares from across the way were chilling. I spent three years in Korea so these. At the end of the six weeks Pedro kept three of the families on to keep picking as the fruit ripened on the trees. After another four weeks he let them go too.We then went around with a machine that picked up the fallen apples from the ground. They were bruised and damaged but they sure make great apple cider. Grandfather had bought a press years ago and it still worked just fine.It had been a very profitable harvest, in fact one of our best ever, and I was very pleased. I gave Pedro a bonus.