He liked to take it slow, edged for a very long time and left me gaping like hell! With him, I became very loud. Part of it was the pain – the rest ...f it was pure pleasure and pride in, taking his black meat. At one time, both of them joined me in Clarksburg to be part of a bigger gang bang. I seem to remember that one being eight or nine guys. I know that I had trouble walking when it was over!There were two reasons for that; the thicker cock doing me a few times and, his buddy first slapping. The pointed head opened her for the girth of his member. Then when he could go no further, the head expanded and flared, and she could feel fleshy barbs fan out in every angle. There were bumps and ridges along his shaft that rubbed along her entrance as he pulled back. The barbs stroked every part of her inner walls as they were pushed and pulled with his strokes.Thick lubricant from his tip allowed him to move with greater ease as it coated her insides. As he picked up speed the textured. That's what happens when a 46 year old woman gets awakened in the middle of the night.The bathhouse was in the trailer part of the campsite. So like it or not, I was going to be near the shouting. I was sleeping in my clothes, so the .357 was near me, but not inside my jeans. Before I left the space the pistol was back under my sloppy tee and inside the waist band of my jeans.The bathhouse should have been the only puddle of light in the dark night, but the trailers were all lit. I noticed the. Beth Ann definitely knew how to entice a man and since I was that man, she was going to be fully rewarded for her efforts, as fast as I could drop anchor and my clothes.That took a few minutes but not because we needed to look for a place. The whole lake was a place to drop anchor. I decided we should at least be out of sight of the marina, before we stop for sex. Hank and JoAnna would be scandalized to think of us as a couple, instead of mother and son.Fear of discovery was one reason I wanted.