But it was a good feeling, that soreness. She decided she enjoyed the feel of her son’s hard cock in her asshole. She wasn’t sure if she would lik...e a bigger cock there, though. But that didn’t matter. Joan had no intention of ever taking any cock into her asshole except her son’s. She really wasn’t interested in another cock at all.Leaning down, she lightly pressed her lips to his ass, kissin it tenderly. Smiling, she stroked his ass cheeks with bath hands, touching him in feathery lightness.. Opening bands:Nothing eventful occured here but it did set the setting incorrectly for the both of us. Up until that point no one was really getting into the music. Very few people around us really engaged, and for the most part although we were having a good time, we figured it wasn't going to get too crazy. Then when the band everyone was ready to see was about to kick off their set-EVERYTHING changed. People were rushing to get close to the front, boyfriend and myself included. There was a. She started to moan and the vibration sent chills up my body. She reached down and started to massage my balls, still keeping stride and rhythm with Red, who I noticed was watching closely. Her movements against Maple became demanding as she reached between her legs to play with her own clit. Watching the lust in her eyes and feeling the suction on my cock, sent me over the edge and my cock erupted. I felt Maple swallow every bit of my cum as I heard Red scream through her orgasm. As Maple. I, for my part, had too many questions, primarily why the long time limit? I mean, the slowest of us could walk Dead Man’s Mile and back in an hour, and all the recon in the world would take less than six hours. I had a bad feeling about this, yet every other male in our squad had been subjected to the exact same ritual, this at least they allowed themselves to tell me. Finally we arrived, I stared down the length of Dead Man’s Mile, in the full moonlight, I could see clearly halfway down the.