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There were about thirty bales left to stack in the barn when Willy announced that he had to leave for work. His shift started at four and he needed to shower and head out. Willy and I had been friends for seven years now, starting in high school. He, his younger sister Chloe and his mom Mary lived on a small farm about ten miles from ours. His parents had divorced and his dad was long gone for a few years by the time we met.His mom had raised the two of them, working full time and running a small stable on their acreage for extra income. Two horses of their own and four that were boarded meant lots of work. Even though I now lived in the city I often came out and helped when they needed a hand.It had been a long, hot day of moving and stacking the bales into the barn. We were covered in scratches and hay dust, sweat pouring off of us as we stopped and took the break.“I’ll stay and finish these up,” I panted. “Then I will move the trailer back before I go”“I can finish tomorrow,” he replied.“Nah, I’m here and got nothing going on tonight. I’ll finish up for you.”“Okay,” he agreed. “Appreciate it.”I watched him walk to the house and noticed a car pull up the driveway. Chloe came out of the house, waved to Willy and jumped in the back of the car. I could hear the music and laughter of the other college girls as the door opened and it disappeared when it closed and the car pulled away.The first twenty bales were stacked when Mary appeared with a large glass of ice and a pitcher of water. I shoved the bale into place and turned towards her. She smiled as she looked up at me and began filling the glass from the pitcher.“Here, take a break,” she offered.I jumped down and took the glass from her hand, thanking her before draining it empty.“It’s really hot in here,” she commented. “Maybe you should stop for today.”“No, I’m good,” I assured her. “Not many left anyway.”“Well, I will give you a hand then,” she said as she put her hand out for the glass.I put it in her hand and watched her place the pitcher and glass on the shelf by the door.Mary was short, a touch over five feet tall, and had a curvy, solid build. Thick thighs and a wide ass covered in men’s jeans, large breasts hidden by a sleeveless t-shirt under a light checkered shirt and a thick waist. Even though she was closer to sixty than fifty she had a pretty face and only a few strands of grey in her short blonde hair. There had been a number of men come and go over the years bahis siteleri but none that lasted very long due to her independent attitude and feisty nature.I watched as she undid the buttons on her shirt, removed it and hung it on the hook by the shelf. Her wide, strong shoulders were bare and tanned, her arms lightly muscular and her large breasts swung freely under the light t-shirt. She smiled at me as she tugged on the worn leather gloves picked up from the shelf.“All ready,” she said as she flexed her gloved hands.I hauled up the first bale and put it in place, turning to see her lift and toss up the next with little effort. She was strong and experienced with handling bales. I put it aside and watched again, a sheen of sweat forming on her bare arms as she once more lifted and tossed it with ease. There were only a few left when she stopped for a moment to catch her breath.“Give me a minute,” she panted as she wiped her brow with her wrist. “It’s so fucking hot in here.”I paused and tried to wipe my brow, my eyes stinging from the sweat dripping down. I took my t-shirt off and wiped my face with it before tossing it aside. I looked down at her, panting with her hands on her hips as she stood smiling at me. Her breasts were visible through the sweat-dampened material, big, round and topped with large areolas. Nice thick nipples protruded, pointing downward slightly and clearly visible.“Okay, I’m ready,” she huffed and bent over for another bale.Her breasts swung with her movement and I could see most of them through the openings of her shirt, large pendulous orbs glistening with sweat. Her arm muscles flexed and her thick thighs tightened as she lifted and tossed the bale up to me. She looked incredibly sexy.I knew the bulge in my jeans was visible as I put up the bale and shoved it in place. I turned back and admired her again as the next bale appeared, struggling with the discomfort of my erection as we worked away. I got careless and lifted a bale too close to my waist and felt the sting of a stiff bristle as it sliced into the bare skin just below my rib.“Fuck!” I exclaimed as I winched at a sudden stab of pain.“Oh, you’re bleeding a bit,” she announced. “Come down here.”I climbed down and winced again at the sting of my sweat seeping into the thin red line of the cut. She put her gloved finger on it, apologizing as I winced at the touch of the rough leather.“Oh, sorry…. sorry,” she apologized as she pulled her canlı bahis siteleri gloves off.“It’s fine,” I assured her. “Just a little slice, it’s not bleeding.”“Let me see,” she demanded as she stepped close to me.I could smell her sweaty aroma as she leaned close and tentatively touched me as she examined the wound. She looked up with a little smile.“Yes, just a little thin cut,” she confirmed.Her fingers stayed on my skin, slowly running back and forth along the cut as she stood up. She was mere inches from me, her face at my chest as she looked up at me. I felt her other hand on my stomach, the fingers travelling up and across my chest as I stood still. Her eyes dropped down and followed her fingers as they ran over my sweaty chest hair. Her other hand moved away from the cut and slid around to the front of my waist, stopping at the button of my jeans. She raised her eyes to mine and smiled coyly.“I haven’t had a man for a while,” she whispered as her fingers found the button on my jeans. “Certainly not a young man like you.”My hands acted of their own accord and cupped her large, pendulous breasts in response. They filled my hands easily as I lifted and squeezed, the big nipples squishing into my gloves.“That’s what I thought,” she mused as her fingers popped open the button on my jeans.I pulled my gloves off as she unzipped and tugged my jeans down. Her hands grabbed my swollen cock and stroked gently.“Oh, long and thick,” she praised. “Just as I expected.”She squatted down and took me into her mouth, sucking the swollen tip as her hands gently pumped the thick shaft. I stood still and looked down as she began to swallow more of my throbbing dick, thrilled at the sight of her pretty face devouring me. She knew what she was doing and after a few slow sucks she pulled away and stood up.“I need that big dick in me,” she growled as she undid her jeans. “I need you to fuck me.”“No problem,” I assured her as she yanked her jeans off.Mary turned away, bent over and put her hands on a bale. She wiggled her wide hips and sneered at me.“Come on, fuck me,” she demanded. “I need that nice cock in me.”I stepped up behind her and found her slit with my hand. It was soaking wet and slick, obviously ready for me. I lined up my cock, spread her open with my fingers and pushed inside. My swollen cock was engulfed in hot, silky wetness as it slid inside and I grabbed her surprisingly solid hips.“Ooh, yes,” she moaned. “Give me canlı bahis that nice cock of yours.”Sweat ran into my eyes and poured off of me as I fucked her, pounding against her firm thighs in the sweltering heat of the barn. I slowed down and reached under, grasping one of her swaying breasts in my hand as I pumped my cock into her. Her skin was slick with sweat under the t-shirt and my fingers struggled to tug the fat, thumb-sized nipple. She moaned and quivered for a moment as I tugged the thick nipple, having a small orgasm as my cock massaged her insides.“Fuck me more,” she moaned quietly. “You’re fucking me so good…”“Fuck, you have a wet snatch,” I moaned back.“Fuck my wet cunt,” she grunted. “Give me that big cock of yours.”I dropped her breast and grabbed both big hips again as I began to fuck her harder. She arched her back and started pushing back.“Like this?” I asked. “You like it hard.”“Y… yes, fuck me hard…”“You like a big dick in your wet pussy, don’t you?”“Oh yes.”Her wide ass jiggled and her big tits bounced as I pounded into her furiously, sweat dripping off of our bodies as our climax approached.“Oh, yes,” she moaned. “Like that… just like that… aaarrrgggghh!”Her juicy cunt clenched my throbbing prick tightly, her climax milking my cock to the bursting point as she shuddered and groaned.“Oh, fuck!” I grunted as my cock exploded.Throbbing pulses pushed my load into her clenching cunt, hot cum filling her as my full balls emptied out and I slammed into her as hard as I could.“Oh, yes! Fill me up!” she shouted as she came again and pushed against me. “Oh yes…”I pumped into her a few more times, churning my cum and her juices into a slick mess before my knees weakened. My cock slipped out as I dropped to my knees and I watched the stream of cum run out of her fat, pouty cunt as she stayed bent over. She let out a deep sigh and slowly stood up, teetering slightly on wobbly legs as she picked up her jeans. She put them on the bale and sat down on them gently, putting her elbows on her knees and resting her head in her hands.“Oh my god… that was good,” she panted quietly.“Yes, it was,” I agreed as I caught my breath.She lifted her head and looked at me with a wry smile.“How did you like fucking an old mom compared to those young girls like Chloe?”“I loved it,” I admitted. “You’re very sexy.”“Don’t let Chloe find out, okay? I know you’ve been fucking her, I’ve seen you in the living room when you two thought I was sleeping.”“Oh. It was only a couple of times,” I lied.“I doubt that,” she said with a smirk. ” She’s had a crush on you since she started high school. Well, just don’t let anyone find out.”“I won’t,” I assured her. “I promise.”

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