The others seated at our table noticed it too but she ceased making the noise just as quickly as it had began and everyone turned their attention back...to the boring speeches. A few minutes later it happened again and I looked toward Heidi biting her lip and squeezing her eyes shut trying to suppress yet another moan. I held her trembling hand and asked if she was OK.The trembling stopped and she said, "Yeah, I'm fine. Don't worry about it", and gave a smirk in the direction of MG who was. There was some pretty dirty stuff up there, and I wanted to get her attention away from it as quickly as possible. Hey Sash, want anything else? I asked, in an attempt to pull her out of her daydream. She looked at me with a startled air, and said Unh… no thanks. I noticed that after that, she stopped looking at the porn. When we got home, Sasha ran up to her room, while I went down to the basement to give my punchbag a headache. After skinning my knuckles for about twenty minutes, I went back. She demanded I drive her home, she feeling at her tummy bloated, she looking as if pregnant, and upset from it. She told others about me and her experience, to where I had no female companions, and pretty-soon, there were rumors of my possibly being gay. As what was worse happened when I felt more humiliation during an early springtime camp-out, and come the night when the air-cooled and the dampness settled, the scent of nearby goats filled my nostrils.I awoke as got up and walking, then snuck. It looked really, REALLY tight. How the fuck was my prick going to fit in there?Still, nothing ventured, nothing gained. I tilted the bottle up so that the opening was a few inches above her anus and watched as the lube slowly emerged in a long stream of syrupy gel that pooled around her hole. Sharon gasped at the sudden cool sensation around her pud as I put the bottle to one side so I could give her asshole my full attention.Using the fingers of my right hand, I rubbed the lube all around her.