Losing the Farm

Your step-mother has finally convinced you to come visit her at your family’s farm. You left once you were 18 and didn’t look back, happy to let go of your stifling religious upbringing. Your step-father died a few years back, but you were in Beijing on business and didn’t bother to come home to mourn the old prick. Now that your step-mother is all alone, you’ve softened a bit and agree to a one-day visit. When you get there, she looks exhausted. She makes you coffee and starts to dote on you, telling you how proud she and your step-father were to see you do so well. You believe it from her, maybe. Then comes the kicker, the reason you’re here: the farm is failing. She needs money, and no one will give her a loan. Nothing too huge, she tells you. Just $10,000. You laugh. You never thought you’d see the day. But you do want something. It’s something you’ve wanted a very long time. Something you used to day dream of behind the barn, with your cock in your hand. You see, a farmer’s wife is an active wife. Strong. Lean. Fit. Healthy. Even an older woman. You’ve always had a thing…for your step-mother. For all the changes your life has gone through, one thing hasn’t changed: the number 1 spot in your spank bank. Good old ma.