It had been Alco's turn when the big storm blew up; teams without good storm leaders scratched, holed up, lost the trail, or struggled, while Alco kep... chuffing away, never losing the trail. They were well in the lead by the time they'd made it back to Spearfish Lake, but Josh had to take Alco by a neckline to lead him through the last three hundred yards, since he couldn't take commands worth beans.In spite of a lot of work over the summer, Alco wasn't what you'd call a command leader even. I felt our juices mixing as her womb got even wetter, sucking noises from our fucking filled the room and I could feel cum oozing out her gash. I kept hard for the longest time, then as we slowed I could feel my penis beginning to relax, spent for the time being. I was still pinching her nipples, and she sank back to the bed with a sigh. My cock, now limp, slid out of her with a slurpy "pop" and the cum began trickling out of her slit onto her thighs. I moved down and sucked some of our mixed. ”“What does Mom think about this?”“I think you’ll discover your mother agrees with me completely on this so it’ll be a waste of time to go crying to her.”Well, Mom didn’t really agree with Dad on this. She just didn’t argue with him which she knew would be pointless. She slipped me some cash Dad didn’t know about along with a telephone number of a personal contact. I still had to give up plans to attend the university I’d been accepted to.I got a job through Mom’s friend, rented a two. “I want to talk about this with Col, but I know that if I do that, I will have to include Mutti Frida too, as she is so involved.”“And?”“Well, I know you and Mutti Frida exchange recipes, but I suspect that there is more to your relationship than that. What I want to talk about is pretty personal and I don’t want to embarrass you.”My mother nodded but stayed silent for a few seconds.“Will, thank you for talking to me first. Once again, you are showing maturity beyond your age and I’m proud of.