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"Where has Kelly been?" I asked my son as we walked down the street holding hands and enjoying the fair.

"She broke up with me." Ethan chuckled.

"Which part of you couldn't she handle you?" I asked referring to his wild and his large appendage.

"I don't know." Ethan chuckled.

"Ethan.
Say I was standing over there getting a hotdog.
Would you try to hit on me if I wasn't your mother?

"Do we already know each other?" Ethan smiled.

"Yeah. Sure." I answered.

"You married or single?" Ethan asked.

"Definitely single." I chuckled.

"Definitely. Yes. I would definitely hit on you." Ethan smiled big.

"Hmmm. So, I do still have sex appeal?" I smiled.

"That's an understatement." Ethan smiled big.

"If I let you pick me up.
And say take me to a hotel room.
Would you make gentle soft love to me or would screw me hard and rough?" I asked.

"Mom. That's getting pretty personal." Ethan chuckled.

"Well, would you take your time and enjoy me, or would bang like a screen door in a storm?" I asked again smiling.

"Probably both." Ethan smiled. "That is if you weren't my mother." He finished.

We walked around some stopping here and there.

I was deep in thought over our conversation when Ethan excused himself to go to the restroom.

As he stood in line.
I thought about the hot dog stand.

When he stepped inside the orie.

I walked to the hot dog stand.

I saw Ethan coming.
So I kinda stepped to the side and got in line.

I knew Ethan would get in line behind me and start talking to me like we were strangers.

He does it all the time.

"How is the pork sandwich?" Ethan asked.

"I'm not sure. I've never had it before." I answered not turning around.
Just looming over my shoulder.

"I think a sausage may be the answer." Ethan smiled making me smile.

We talked a few more minutes before I turned around and stuck my hand out.

"My name is Kirby." I smiled.

"Ethan. Ethan Jones." Ethan smiled shaking my hand and looking me directly in the eye.

Ethan paid for my sandwich and drink.

As we walked along, I continued the game and Ethan followed suit.

I let him know I was horny and very attracted to him.

When stopped.

We were standing in front of the Carleton Hotel.

I kinda guide him there.

"So what does a good-looking young man like you have planned for the rest of the afternoon?" I asked Ethan.

"I'm not sure.
I was gonna go over to the tractor pull later." Ethan smiled.

"That doesn't start till later," I told Ethan.

"Six. I think." Ethan smiled.

"Well, it's only one." I smiled. "Plenty of time before it starts." I smiled.

"Plenty of time for what?" Ethan asked.

"Why don't you go rent a room and I'll show you." I smiled at Ethan with flirty eyes.

"You serious?" Ethan asked.

"Very," I answered.

"Mom." Ethan started.

"My name is Kirby." I smiled at Ethan with lust files eyes.

"You sure about this?" Ethan asked me.

"Go rent a room and I'll show you how sure I am." I smiled.

Ethan didn't lie.

He made soft, gentle, intense love to me for I don't know how long.

I never came so much in my life.

Ethan's intensity and passion was unmatched.

There was no question that I was the only woman on his mind.

He didn't just make love to my body.

He made love to my soul.

He made me want him and to give myself to him.

He also fucked me good and hard.
Doing things to me I've only dreamed of having done to me.

I even let him do me in my asshole.

In that five hours, he came to me three times.
One load in each hole.

He even ate me out after he creampied me.

No man has ever done that to me.

We were there a minute late to the tractor pull.

Standing in the street.

I pulled Ethan to me and kissed him passionately.

"You know we have that room until eleven tomorrow." I smiled at Ethan.

I didn't have to say it twice.

"I don't want this to stop," I said softly to Ethan as we lay in bed as the sun peaked through the windows.

Rolling me over and climbing between my legs.

Ethan gently pushed his hard cock into me and started screwing me.

"Kirby. This never has to end." Ethan smiled at me as he leaned in for a kiss.

Wrapping arms around his neck and tone legs around his waist.
I kissed him back with just much passion as he fucked into me.

That was two years ago.

Ethan still makes love to me just like it was the first.





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