October is my most favored month. The change in the air, the colors in the trees, the scent of freshness wafts through the air.  
I imagine us walking through the pumpkin patch at dusk. Just the two of us. Not another soul in sight.  
The sun was fading. The chill in the air was uncomfortable now. You gave me your jacket and we managed to find an abandoned shack.  
I felt your breath on my neck as you slid your coat off of my shoulders.  
Your lips kissing the nape of my neck; you slowly unzipped my long red gown. My nipples are erect with pleasure. Your chilly hands gently grab my arms and turn me to you. We kissed soft and slow as my dress dropped to the dirty floor.  
You picked me up and put me up against the rickety, old wall. I  reached down and unzipped your slacks.  
I grabbed your ass and pulled you into me. Each thust was harder and faster.  I could no longer be quiet.  I whimpered and withed in pleasure.  I orgasmed and my juices were dripping all over your cock.  
Then I felt your lust drip down my thighs.  
Like a good girl; I cleaned you up with my pretty, red lips. Being the gentleman you are, you cleaned my little lady too.  
We quickly dressed and ran back to the car.  
When we got to the restaurant,  we parked in back. We needed to make sure we were suitable for an entrance.  
Dinner was delicious.  But nothing compared to that pumpkin patch and soiled shed.  

St. Louis,  MO 24-27

Infinite Kisses,
Sloane Bardot  

light screening and showering are required

My Army son is flying home on the 23rd. My new dates are October 26-29