It was enough for me to figure out that something indeed had happened and it would happen again. But this time, I didn’t want to miss out on the act...on. I figured if anything were to happen, it would happen in my mom’s room and probably while I’m away at college. I hooked up an old wireless cam to the top shelf of my mom’s cupboard, from where I had a clear view of her bed.The following day I pretended to leave for college while in reality, I was hiding in our basement, the camera connected to. Com, hah-hah, heh-heh, … & now that I myself have got that being of the introduction, &/or preliminaries out of the way for this Friday of the weekend being as it is something like the last of the second month within that being of the new calendar year after the old one had ended for that being of two-thousand, & eighteen, or twenty-eighteen, or what is suppose to be 'black-history-month', & so permit me that being of the liberty/ies to get into that being of the message at hand, & don't kill. You know how to make me cum,” she said wildly as I felt the passion inside her build. She looked at me most intensely as the first waves of pleasure began to wash over her body. Her eyes were squinted as she tried to prolong the pleasure that continued to well inside her. “uhhhhhhhhhhh,” she wailed finally and loudly causing the fixtures on the coffee table to rattle. Her juices sprayed against my hands as I stuck them as far inside of her as possible. I glanced up to see her body writhing. I think he hit the motor as he was being thrown overboard. I wasn't hurt, just shook up, and I heard the others moaning and calling for help so I swam to them and pulled them, one at a time back to the boat. I had to crawl up from the other side and then pull them up from above to get them out of the water. The one guy was bleeding pretty bad so I tore my shirt into sort of a bandage and did my best to stop the bleeding. That's when I realized that Steve was still out there and I hadn't seen or.