I could see that her pussy was wet, she must want this. I moved myself into position. The tip of my cock was just touching her wet bush, again no resi...stance. That was when my hard cock entered my step-mom for the first time. I couldn't believe how tight and hot my step-mom's pussy was. I went slow at first, until my cock was about halfway in her. Every time I pushed my cock deeper, she gasped. She hadn't been fucked for a long time. My step-mom relaxed, she was no longer hesitant, she wanted to. Boots had patience though and waited until I got used to the head. Then I got another inch… and back out to the head. He kept working it over and over again until four of the six inches were in… just past the swollen part. How on earth was he not cumming? I was tight… and helpless. The last move of his was to rear back and drive the last two inches in to the hilt, prompting me to arch my back like a bitch in heat. I was breathing deeply as he pulled out and drove it back to the hilt. He ran until he finally broke into a beautiful golden sun-lit clearing. Here cherry blossoms fell in rays of white and golden sunshine. The smell was fresh, air so clean he could scarcely believe that this was air he was breathing. The clearing was long and only half as wide. Tall thick hard wood trees, Oak, Maple, Cherry and Dogwoods mixed around the pasture in a happy blend. They swayed softly in a cool breeze. The touch of this wind was as the kiss of a true love might be, gentle and soft,. On the day we were leaving she had gotten up around 3 a.m.,so, she was tired and sleepy when it was time to leave. She had on black shorts and a loose white top, and after we got on the highway she was fast asleep. When we crossed the river in Memphis there was slow traffic, so, I let the top down on my BMW. I noticed that the wind was blowing her shirt up to her bra. I reached over and helped it to go over her big round titties. I knew the truckers were enjoying the sight. Then I had anoghter.