C..k,” he moaned. “This is the first time I have fucked anyone, and its my mom,” he moaned. “Mmmmm I knew you were still a cherry-boy,” sh... whispered, bending kissing him deeply. Lifting his hands to her firm tiny tits, she sat up, lowering her hands behind her own hands, to play with his balls, as she never broke stride in her rocking motion. Lower she rubbed his perineum causing a deep throaty moan from her son. His eyes closed, both hands gently punching her nipples she felt his balls. Lambs to the slaughter comes to mind. This was set for Saturday evening. We were so ready.We drove to the address given. It looked like a normal house. We knocked and this women dressed in a leather outfit answered the door. “You must be Ron and Barbara” she said in what sounded like a German accent. She led us inside and down a hallway to a large room with various what I would call dungeon devices. Mistress Zelda told us it was our last chance to stop, pay a sum of money and leave. “No. Sam tucked his shirt tail back into his pants, adjusted his hat, and took hold of his horse. He commented, "I reckon that we better walk from here, don't ya?" Jake nodded, still in awe of his friend's recent actions, and the two approached the camp they could just barely see in the clearing past a few trees.Most of the light in the camp was provided by the moon and a small fire which was keeping a coffee pot hot. They could see Caleb standing near a folding table and a man who was sitting on a. I'll let your imagination work on that one. Make the choice that is best for you, Little Red."Wait Sir..."I was already halfway to the door.I drove across the street to a little "Hole-in-The Wall" bar, that I had never been to before. I saw that they had Dart machines. Perfect. I had a couple of hours to kill, and Darts work for me. I got a soda, and sat down to scope the place out.The sign on the wall said it had a "75 Maximum Patron Limit". I wasn't sure it even had a third of that present..