It felt amazing. I also felt Vic's beard every time he pushed his face into my pubis. There was no question in my mind that I was getting a blow job... from a guy.The best was yet to come, as it was then that Vic started fingering my asshole. First he encircled my sphincter with his finger tip, then he slowly started putting pressure on my butt hole and backing off. He must have repeated that move for five minutes, because I was bucking, my body begging for more. Then, he penetrated me up to. I reassured her that it couldn't possibly be better, which left her a bit puzzled, and I confess I thought some uncharitable thoughts, which unworthy of me, as to whether anyone's son, let alone her own, would want to put his cock in any of her holes. I couldn't wait to get back home, and when I did, I found Michael was there before me."Hi Mommy, you look so hot in that smart church dress" he said, coming over to kiss me as I came through the door.He'd done this many times before, of course,. The difference? One more time I hold my left hand up, looking at the gold band around my ring finger. I’m married. Sixteen. Married. And our honeymoon’s gonna be this ONE night, at least for right now. If things stay on track, we will do something spectacular later, maybe a cruise or something.Honestly? I’d like to find an isolated cabin somewhere that Bill and I could rent for a week or two, just me and him, in the woods or on a mountainside, just us together. Galveston will work for the time. " Yeah," Ron said, "it was, wasn't it?"Someone watched closely as one of the Anderson boys stepped out and turned left. Around two minutes later, another came out, this one went toward the right. He continued watching curiously for the next 15 to 20 minutes as every two or three minutes another of the boys that had just arrived stepped out and headed in a slightly different direction. Finally the father came out again; he hadn't gotten enough pictures of the kid's parents, which is why he was.