Of course we went for a picnic the next Saturday afternoon, but this time we took spare clothes! The week before camp closed Mr. Chapman asked if I c...uld stay two more days and help him close the camp. I told him I thought I could, but would need to check with my parents to see if they could arrange for me to take a late enrollment at school. I hurried to find Bobbie to see if we could work out some kind of plan to stay together for another three days. Bobbie suggested that she call her. Those who didn't make the cut had it easy. One minute they were here, the next they were gone. I envied them.I could make do with the people who killed my son or I could leave, search out another group of enhanced and end up in the same position or worse. If only I could find one person and be his only one. But that didn't happen in the old world and could never happen in this one.I looked at my baby. I'd made a mess of his hair so I fixed it. He always made sure his hair looked good.His fly. We decided that this was too sporadic and next time we would plan better to meet and fuck (I first received her e-mail about noon, and this was happening at 5pm). We decided I would just drop her off at the train station.My mind was racing while driving; I knew this may be my one and only chance to fuck her despite her telling me we could meet up some other time. On the way to the station we were passing a closed down Shaw’s Supermarket, and asked her if I could make out with her for a bit in. He brushed my clit. Sparks flared. This wicked heat burst through me. I groaned, my breasts jiggling. This wonderful delight swelled in me. I groaned, biting my lower lip as Daddy's tongue caressed my virgin twat, licking up and down my slit, brushing my clit.“Oh, damn, Mom!” groaned the boy nearby. He gripped a handful of his mom's black, curly hair. “Damn, you're just sucking that dick.”He was. Just like Natalie. Everywhere I looked, girls were doing things with their mouths. Licking pussy or.