"Fuck..." I croaked, as my hand slid up and down my shaft. Oh fuck, she got me so hot. Those tits! God, that body! Shit, her legs! Oh Christ! Oh, ...uck! I thought, as my mind filled in the blanks as to what was hiding behind Mom's little robe, while whacking off.Eyes closed, mouth open, I heaved off the bed as my hand went faster and faster over my shaft, bringing myself closer to having another sinful orgasm from picturing my mother."Oh fuck, Mom..." I moaned quietly, once the first signs. There you will find a big surprise.Yours truly, Samantha".I shrugged to myself, and thought little of it. I assumed that my cousin had simply found some secluded spot away from the others where we could just kinda hang out and talk. So, with my innocence still intact, I set off to follow my cousin's directions into the woods along the nature trail...After a short time, I found the large boulder that we had seen the day before on our group excursion and as proscribed, turned off the path,. " I think I can wait until you come home in the summertime." Hanna, I may not get to come home this summer. I may have to work all summer as an intern for some company."When we got back to the hotel, Caitlin and Mickey were up, dressed and sitting on the balcony waiting for us to return. They both stood up as we walked in the room, turned and then waited for some explanation of the previous night. Hanna did not disappoint them."My brother is the best guy in the whole world. He is so tender and. It was almost a year later before T. Hart, a close friend, and his second oldest daughter confessed to me just what really happened during that retreat. Both were unaware but I also taped over two hours of the conversation during that evening at my home. I was surprised at how mature and descriptive Candy, his daughter, was in her sexual accounts and in relaying the actual descriptive experiences of her sisters, brother and other white girls that attended the retreat.There is not time now to.