I was focused on the gravestones looking for my mother and fathers. Max was walking next to me smiling with his hand on my shoulder. Man tonights the ...ig night. Are you sure you want to do this? He asked. Ive never been more sure of anything in my life. I said not staring at him. I noticed a cracked mirror hanging on one of the stone walls along the graves. I looked at myself in the dirty cracked mirror trying to perfect myself. My blue and green hair was slicked back and my face was clear. My. He felt the first stirrings of a hard on. He tried to think of other things, but the more he tried thinking of other things, the more he thought of his cock. Gradually, his dick became firmer and began to rise, until it was contained by the ass pressing down on it. This pressure only succeeded in causing it to become more rigid, until it was like a bar of steel. He could feel the crack between his mother's legs, and finally, her pussy, as the rigid shaft forced itself against the spread cheeks. I was already a bit loosened up from playing with my dildo earlier, but it still felt great. I let out a small moan and he got a third one in."Yeah, you like that?" oh oh, yes, please, please fuck me." Will do" he said as he pulled his fingers out, wiped the lube from his fingers on my ass, and then gave it a hard slap. I winced a bit, but it turned me on. I was really opening up and learning what I liked, and I guess spanking was one of the things. Before fucking me, he moved his mirror in. My fingers were pumping in and out of her pussy and you could hear the suction around my fingers as they moved in and out of her. Just then I started to cum, so I pushed her head down on my dick and I also pushed my hips up making my dick go down her throat. I started to pump my load in her mouth and down her throat and she didn’t miss a beat swallowing every bit of it as it came out of my dick.But when I was done she didn’t stop sucking she milked my dick for every drop of sperm I had and then.