Where were they ? In a backpack beside the old comp of his dad's in the living room. Did Brad have them ? No, she'd not been able to upload them to th... cloud, which was to act as a security as Brad's comp was down, and that's why she'd been punished. Mich's mind pointed to the myriad ways this problem could have been solved, but for the moment he was thankful that she wasn't tech savvy, and in two minutes retrieved the backpack and had destroyed the memory card for good measure. Stupid Brad,. “What the fuck mom?!!”She lifted her head up and said “What? I came in and you were hard. So I figured I’d help you out.”“Mom, last night… I didn’t know what I was doing, I was horny… not(my mom started sucking me again)….thinking….straight….fuck me.” I just gave up and let her suck my cock, I grabbed her ass and took her panties off with my hand. I felt her wet pussy between my fingers twitch, I could tell she liked it.“Suck my cock bitch!”“Mmmmhhhh, yeah son” I came shortly after that all. "She studied his face as she continued, "Now you have to do the same for me. I need you to let me go and let me get on with my life."His features hardened into a mask of fury. She thought he was going to explode. Then his expression changed to one of sorrow and finally to that of resignation."I'll let you go, Camille," he rasped. "I'll let you go after I get you someplace safe. You can wait till then to be rid of me, can't you?"She closed her eyes, not wanting to see his wounded expression.. The incident that led to my current situation had started off innocently enough. I stopped at a small town with my two brothers for a bath, a meal, and a chance to test my luck at the local gambling house. There I had met another man, a local resident who was long on credit but lousy at cards. In just over an hour I had relieved him of close to $200 playing five-card stud. His luck didn't get any better as the stakes were raised, and after one high handed round which he lost badly, he threw his.