But at least one thing did not change: Mom still came in and lay with me. I didn't realize it was even weird until I hit high school, and I deduced th...t nobody else's mothers were slipping into their son's rooms to cuddle with him each night, nor had they ever, at least since they were toddlers. It started to make me uncomfortable, though at the same time, it was so familiar and comforting. I was torn, though I didn't say anything to Mom about it. In fact, we had never talked about it before,. I was having trouble relaxing enough to enjoy it too much for fear Larry would wake up and discover us, so Terry suggested we go to another camp site a few yards away. We walked hand in hand to the other picnic table.Upon reaching the other table, Terry boldly started nibbling on my neck. Remember how that affects me? As he was nibbling, he started to take off my blouse and bra. Next he unfastened my pants and started sliding them down my legs. For some reason he left my panties up.He next. "'Yes! Who's your Daddy, muthafuckas?' the darkness bellowed. I linked with every single person in front of me, and released the amplified and magnified female orgasms to the darkness who took the emotions and fucked the men in front of us with them. Emotionally fucked them. Jammed the sensations in and out and round and about, deeper and harder without compassion, sentimentality or concern for the effect such powerful female emotions would have on men.The simple fact is that men are not. He told me how much of a fun fuck I was and said he thanks for my uses but now he was going back to bed. He turned to go back in and I was still coughing a little from all of the cum he shoots,as well as trying to see since cum was still covering my eyes. I made my way back inside once I got my bearings. Erick had missed the whole thing. I laid back down next to the salesman and wiped the cum off me as best I could with some tissues. I was so exhausted from the pounding I must have passed out..