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Ms. Cherro owns the ranch down the road from mine. Actually, it’s my father’s ranch not mine, but my dad is looking to retire soon and he made it clear he wants me to take over when he does. He would always remind me to see Ms. Cherro every spring and help her once in a while, especially to fix the water shed. It ran between our ranches and we would alternate watering days. We had this agreement with her that I, or my dad, would maintain it.There’s this little secluded spring back there. I used to take my ex girlfriend to it back when we were in high school. We would have a little fun there on hot summer days, skinny dipping, and sometimes a little more. It fed the small corral for the horses.It was a warm early spring day. I loaded the back-hoe and truck up, and headed down to open up one of the channels that fed the corral from the north side. The morning sun was already telling me that today was going to be a hot one.I drove the truck down the two track to the back channel. I went walking the fence line when I saw Ms. Cherro. She was skinny dipping in the spring. I remember one time after Janis and I finished fooling around, I’d seen Ms. Cherro drive off on her UTV. This was my time to spy on her. And she did not disappoint.Ms. Cherro, for an older woman, has an amazing body. She’s in her mid fifties, blonde curly hair, and she is fit. I mean fit, and tight. Her body looked like I could have bounced quarters off her tits. Speaking of her tits, those looked amazing as well. High, firm, and large. I was far enough for her not to see me but close enough for me to see her every fine detail. Her trimmed Bostancı Escort blonde bush, and her ass. Just seeing the water cascade down her ass in the sunlight as she walked out of the spring had my cock stand up fully.I waited for her to towel off, dress, and then drive away, before I started up the tractor. I got to work dredging up the fallen trees that were blocking the entry way, then the beaver dam that had blocked the exit from the spring. I don’t mind the beavers but sometimes they do make a mess of things. So I just knock their dams down and move them. Instead of the alternative my dad prefers, blowing them to pieces.The hot sun was beating down on me as I pulled the last of the branches out of the channel by hand. I was covered in mud, and muck. It was so hot the mud would dry up on my skin pretty quickly, turning it into a coating of dirt as I worked.I was taking a short water break when I heard Ms. Cherro’s UTV rolled up from over the hill. She drove over to the other side of the channel and parked there. I waved to her as I drank my sweet tea.“You didn’t kill any of those beavers did you?” she yelled across the way.“No Ma’am,” I shouted back.The channel I had dug out was now about eight feet wide, but a good six feet deep. The water was still flowing pretty good. This would keep the water level at the lower pond good enough for the horses, and cattle to cool off in during the summer.“I made some sandwiches,” she said, holding one up. “Come on over and get one.”It would have taken me a while to walk around the spring to her, so I used the bucket of the Bostancı Escort Bayan back-hoe as a make shift bridge. I climbed the top of it over to her.As I walked up to her I could see her tits pressed out. The tight button up red plaid shirt she was wearing was straining to hold them in. Her jeans hugged every part of her firm legs, cradling her tight ass cheeks in perfect form. Her hair was pulled back in a tail, under her brown brimmed hat.“My,” she said smiling. “You must be hungry.” She handed me a sandwich, and an iced tea.“Yes Ma’am,” I said.“Trevor, you don’t need to call me Ma’am,” she laughed. “You’re about to take over soon. You can call me Nicole.”“Yes Ma’am… I mean Nicole,” I said, taking a drink of my tea.Nicole leaned on her UTV sort of smirking at me as I bit into my sandwich.“Did you enjoy the view this morning?” she asked.I choked a little on my sandwich. “Ma’am? I mean Nicole?” I said bashfully.“I saw you watching me this morning,” she said. “Over in the tree line.” She took a drink of her tea. “Did you like what you saw?”My heart raced. “Yes Ma’am… I mean Nicole,” I said, swallowing hard.“You know,” she said, setting her tea down. “I used to watch you, and your little girlfriends skinny dip back here all the time.” Nicole stepped towards me. “Your hard body, and their little bodies. Splashing in the spring.” Her hands traced the front buttons of her shirt, as she continued. “I could see that nice cock of yours, satisfying all of your little girlfriends.”Nicole had my cock throbbing hard in my jeans. She opened the top button of her shirt. Escort Bostancı It practically popped open, straining the button below it.“I watched Janis get on her knees and lick your balls. And stroke that big cock of yours,” she said, popping the next button down open. Her tits were almost out of her shirt as she stood in front of me.“It made me so wet, seeing you fuck her from behind,” she whispered. Her hand grabbed the bulge in my crotch giving it a squeeze. “I had to fuck myself with my biggest dildo. Thinking of you.”Beads of sweat ran down my forehead. My heart was pounding through my chest. Nicole popped the next button down open. Her tits burst out of the front of her shirt. They were perfect in form, round, supple, with her nipples poking out. A perfect shade of pink, and hard. She put her hand on the side of my face.“Then she ran off to college. Leaving you here alone, with this amazing cock,” she said softly, rubbing the boner I had in my jeans.Nicole gave me a little kiss pressing her hand harder on my cock. “Let me see that cock for myself,” she said. She squatted down pulling my belt buckle open, then with a simple tug, Nicole had my cock out, and was stroking it.“Oh my,” she cooed. “Even better from this angle.”Nicole gave it a little kiss. “Umm,” she purred. “Even tastes good as well.”She wrapped her soft lips around the head of my shaft. I could feel her tongue swirl around the head of my gland. It made me jolt a little at first, but the sensation she caused was making me weak in the knees. Nicole moved her mouth around my cock like a seasoned pro. Her hands massaged my balls as her mouth sucked me in.“Bet the young girls you brought down here couldn’t do this,” she said. With that, my cock disappeared into her mouth, her left hand still massaging my balls. Her right hand gripped tightly on my ass. Her fingers crept towards my asshole. I could feel her index finger poking at me from behind.

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