My son had already lubricated his cock with my pussy juices and I felt him nudging at my back hole. Amazingly, the head slid in without too much disco...fort. As he pushed more and more into me, though, it was uncomfortable and I thought about stopping him. But all I did was grunt.He proceeded to fuck in and out very cautiously and my anus adjusted to his bulky intrusion. From the starting delicate strokes, he picked up the pace and I opened up, allowing a swifter stuffing of my bottom.I’d opened. It would show up against the surrounding sand. It had to be well away from the beach.”“That’s not easy, John, for there would be a trail in the ground from dragging the boat along. It would be an arrow straight to the target.”“That is so. Instead, we cut some young trees, lopped the branches off, and used them as rollers to run the boat across. As the boat passed the last roller, that roller was picked up and transferred to the front, and the process continued, so you have a continuous road of. Aaron grabbed his head and pushed farther down. Tom was starting to gag, but he tried to push through. Aaron felt his balls being grabbed. Tom stretched his sack and grabbed his balls and rolled them. Aaron let out moans. Tom went farther down. He tried to get to the bottom. He started to deep throat. Aaron was impressed. "You are a pro! Get it down that throat of yours." Tom then got eight and a half inched down. Then he rose back up. "Aaron you're cock is amazing as fuck" Tom said.. Even though I was rolling I could feel pussy getting wet. Eventually he said we should take a break from the dancing and head to the bleachers. I, thinking that we were just going to make out, eagerly went along. We went to a dark corner of the bleachers, out of sight from most people's view. He smacked my ass as I was about to sit down and I giggled. As soon as my ass had hit the bleachers, he started gradually pulling down his shorts, revealing inch after inch of his massive swollen cock..