I was wondering if I had done something wrong, maybe pushed her to far, when I heard it.The front door to the theater creaked, and a thin ray of light...entered the otherwise dark room. There were muffled voices on the other side of the door. I dropped to the floor, hiding beside Violet, so close to her that I could feel her quick, nervous breaths on my cheek and her blond hair on my shoulder. “... And you’re sure your daughter left them in here ma’am?” said a scruffy sounding male voice.“Of. As she unzipped the tent, he turned himself and struggled to move toward the door. “Here, let me help,” she said as she slid her arms under his shoulders and pulled while he pushed with his feet. His coordination was pitiful, but his pushing with his legs made it a lot easier to move him from place to place.“You’re getting stronger every day, and your coordination is increasing as well. So maybe it won’t be too long before we can hike back to the castle.”They both knew she was lying about his. She didn’t release me immediately and we remained on the verge of fucking as Betsy teased the head of my cock back and forth between her wet lips for another moment until Lori reached between us to regain control. My now wet cock was laid back against my stomach and Betsy pressed down on me again to keep herself stimulated. Lori and Jennifer proceeded to place Betsy’s left hand on my right bicep and I felt the leather strap being tied around my arm, securing us together. I could hear Betsy. She told me how she wanted pictures taken and she had noticed Tim checking her out. He came over to get some of his games while I was at work and she persuaded him to help with the pictures.She told me how she sucked him until he came, and then arranged to meet again to have sex.I sent another picture. Trying to get one racier without showing it all. The picture that returned was almost as intense.My mother was lying sideways on the bed, naked. She was propped up on her elbow in one side.