’ ‘We can just camp here?’ I asked, yawning. ‘Won’t someone come and make us leave?’ Vholes shook his head. ‘The land once again belongs...to the Cherokee Nation. We bought it back at huge cost a few years ago. I will speak with someone at the reservation to be sure we won’t be disturbed. When I come back we will go to water, then you may break your fast.’ We quickly unloaded the car and Vholes drove away. We selected a spot for our campfire, sorted out our gear, and set up three large tents.. She smelled like smoke and perfume. "Mmmm...you feel so good baby. Mommy loves that fat fucking dick she gave you." Carrie tilted her head back and let her son feast on her cleavage. His strong hands felt amazing on her flesh. He gently pulled at her nipples with his teeth, sending a wave of goosebumps up her spine. She swore she could feel his cock in her stomach. He was thick, and hard, and tall. Even if she squeezed as hard as she could, her kegel muscles just weren't any competition. It only took about three minutes and I could tell she was getting uncomfortable. I was ready with my plan.I was right. She raised up to relieve the pressure. As soon as I felt her raise her ass, I pulled down on her panties. My plan worked. They easily slid down. I now had her panties down below her ass. I waited. Nothing happened. She was still asleep.I looked down. Damn! My mom has a nice naked little ass. It was smooth and in the light looked like a younger women's ass. My dick was as hard. His daughter's rape would be un-avenged, still. But it was obvious she'd killed the man when he was completely helpless.People eventually settled into seats. There was a pad lying at Maggie's place. Each sheet had three boxes on it: Guilty; Not Guilty; and Undecided. She tore sheets off and passed them to the people sitting on either side of her, asking them to take one and pass it down. Each juror had a pencil and a pad of paper by his name plate."Mark your ballot and fold it in half, please,".