We are safe. I checked on Stover, he was groggy and running a fever. He had been shot and the bullet was still in his shoulder. Then looke... at the escapees, all were dead. Al asked, “What we going to do with the bodies?” “ I don't care what you do with them. As for me... nothing. If it wasn't for the park services I would set fire to the cabin and let them burn.” 'Dotty, Carol, Louise, All the escapees are dead. They raped the girls and the teacher and Stover was shot.. .. it just fits, you know,” Mom told me while stroking my dick and touching my face.“Mom ... I need to pee,” I warned her, but she winked at me and knelt to open her mouth wide.“Do it. Piss down my throat ... I’ll swallow it all, I promise you!” Mom assured me and I couldn’t stop myself from doing so.I whizzed down my own mother’s gullet, watching in utter shock as she gulped down every last fucking drop of my piss ... her son’s piss. She rose for a moment, ran to the john, turned on the. Liz is actually quite attractive. She has beautiful chocolate brown skin without a single blemish, long straight hair, and shapely lips and nose with a ring in her lower lip. Of course, she came to live with us during the summer while we were on break, so she doesn't have any friends, she never dates, and being the only black girl in the small school she just hangs out at the house all day long.When she first moved in I hated it. All she did was fight with my mom and listen to music really. There never had been anything sexual between each other, but we did see each other naked as we slept together like that and wrapped ourselves around each other for warmth, but because of the nature of what we were doing this for, I let her and felt a sexual bonding with her, as I looked into her face through my own hooded eyes.I willingly raised my hips so she could pull my knickers off, and raised my feet onto the edge of the mattress and opened my thighs as she smeared peanut butter over my.