Worse than a cold chill, worse than the panic a child might feel walking down a dark corridor where they were SURE monsters were present. I could feel...each breath in through my shuddering jaw. I was still trying to come to grips with what had happened to me, and now the look of unfamiliarity on the faces of the women I loved was another blow. "I'm ... s ... scared..."I never stuttered. Never. Maybe once, in a blue moon with my breath highly visible and no jacket did I stutter and that was only. The first order of business on the north side of the river, was to get the gold mine in operation so that sand and gravel would be available for future building. Six men took over this activity and had it up and working within a half hour of our arrival. The rest of the men and the wives built a tent city on the south side of the river, below and east of were Art wanted to build his house.Wednesday: Art took the bulldozer and cleared and leveled the building sites for the two Quonset huts that. She asked me can we do it again in front of your dad. Yeah, I like to do that but how without him knowing. We will get a chance one day, mom.My college started. I and mom used to fuck whenever and wherever we got a chance. One day we got the chance to fuck in front of dad. Maybe not in front of him but we fucked behind his back.One day we got a call from my uncle saying grandma is serious. So we packed our things and started our journey to Grandma’s house. It is a 5 hours trip. We had Xylo car. The feeling was just to damn good. My hips swiveled, swayed,and grinded on his face while he cupped my ass and ate me outinto euphoria.It felt like my entire body was going to implode. My handsgrabbed the back of his head and I rode the waves of my crashingorgasm. I trembled in a deep moving rapture, with my eyesshut tightly."Was it damn good, " he asked? His face was glazedlike a donut."Oh fuck... yes, it was damn good sweetie, "I opened my eyes and kissed his honey coated lips. Then.