Behind him, plowing into my boy's ass like an a****l in heat is Colby. Sweat is dripping down his fit black body, I can't see his cock, but I can jus... tell he must be big.My dick has finally fully risen and is as hard as I ever remember it being. I reach down and begin to stroke my 7 inches slowly as I watch my son take this rough fuck. My eyes are glued to their bodies, how they move together. It's then I realize, I'm not turned on because my son is getting fucked, I'm turned on wishing I was. Of course the internet contact with John continued with neither of them making any direct reference to that day. John was very secretive about what might happen at the next meeting. As they talked she could tell he was inquiring into her own wishes by the subtle questions or references to things like 3somes, horses, bondage or even gang bangs. She thought she had given him the answers that would secretly spell out her wishes.Perhaps it was part of the game but by the time the next meeting. Since I had the plane it would be Wilson's toy."Well they say it will fit in the back of a truck. That it will take a lot of abuse, and best of all it under five hundred bucks. So we can buy this, a trolling motor, plus all the rods and shit we need for under a grand. So get on the phone and see if they have one in stock at the Ellisboro store," I demanded.After the call Wilson said, "They don't have one in stock, but we can order it and get free delivery to the store. We can unpack it in the. Later in the day, Rachel came home. I was in my housecoat, because Jeff's mom had just left."Are you alone?" she asked."Yes, Jeff's mom just left," I told her."Oooo, I'm telling on you!" she said with a smile as she slipped out of her graduation gown. "You're wearing your housecoat when you should be naked!"I slipped out of my housecoat and hung it up. "That's fine with me," I said. "The last time you ratted me out for a similar offense, it worked out quite well!" Oh, mom!" she said with a.