#69505 - He put up a hell of a fight, and even though I know he was finally at peace, it was hard to deal with, not only for me but, at the time, for my 10 year old son as well. Even as I rode out the wave after wave of pleasure saying “Oh, oh, oh God yes right there! Oh shit, I‘m cumming!”, my hips bucking wildly off the bed, and my cunt oozing with my warm sweet cum in a virtual lava flow of my sexual release, I could see my son still jacking off in my mirror‘s reflection, his face contorted and twisted with concentration until at last he too reached the point where he was shooting off stream after milky white stream of young tender boy cum all over the floor. You see, one night I was feeling particularly lonely.