As the car sped along, she kept talking from the front seat. We were hoping you would be our kind of people her voice had a pleased ring to it. Are yo... our kind of people she asked us. We both nodded. So would you be willing to do a dare? Now I don't mind admitting my heart was pounding. She looked straight at me and said is your cock hard? I nodded. Show me she ordered. I unbuttoned my jeans and pulled my cock. My mouth was dry but I was as horny as hell. What's it like? I heard her husband. I crawled back over her body and wrapped my arms around her neck. She gazed into my eyes in a different way. It wasn't my tender and sweet mom, here was another woman, with a sensuous look, lust gleaming out of her green eyes. I was amazed to find that for the first time I noticed mom had green eyes, a dark, indefinable green. The tip of my hard rod was rubbing against her labia but I was afraid to profane so special a part of my mother's body. As a matter of fact I was enjoying having my knob. There was no hurry to risk running a gauntlet of sick, freaks, out to kill me and rape the girls, when we were positively safe on the mountain. Our attackers were dead, and their victims were healing from their ordeal. It made perfect sense to stay out of sight for a few days and avoid another crisis.But... That was not to be.We needed firewood and kindling.That I could do. For hours and hours, I cut, trimmed, split and stacked enough wood to carry us until the end of winter, without telling. She wanted to lay down with me, she was ready for a nap as well. We went to her room and got in bed. I had on my under shorts, she got undressed to not wrinkle her clothes she said. She put on a bed dress thing i could see through. I liked the look of her nice tits and her ass in those panties. Once she got in bed she ask me to hold her. She backed up to me, and i stuck my hand between her tits. She seemed to enjoy that. I kissed the back fo her neck and she liked that. So I raised her bed.