It was tuesday the following week before we saw each other again at work, but we had been texting over the weekend, turns out she has been seeing some...ne for the last six years but really wanted to fuck me! Well i told her i'm great at keeping secrets we both stayed late at work that night and when everyone had gone she asked if i wanted anything from the vending machine upstairs - i said sure wait and i'll come up with ya. We never made it to the vending machine - on the staircase i grabbed. That’ll take you through a lot more details about all of this stuff. You could watch some of the videos from the TV show, too; they’re starting to appear on YouTube, although the videos on there are really grainy and fuzzy.”“I think I want this. I’ve felt like I grew up in a straight-jacket between my parents and marrying Mitchell. We were always doing things because other people expected us to. I want to do things for me, now. The rest of my life is MINE.” She thumped her hand on the table.. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" she screamed. "This isn't..." she began. And then at a loss for words she just pulled up her shorts and ran back to their campsite leaving Greg standing there.Greg had been out of his mind with lust and had just let what he was feeling come out. He pulled up his shorts over his rapidly deflating dick and followed his mother slowly back to camp.That first night in the motel, I just completely fell apart. I just got into bed while it was still light outside and. Let me go...No more...Please." It wasn't long until I hit just the right spot and she let out a deep moan and instantly decided to give into the moment. She wrapped her long legs around my back and squeezed, pulling me in deeper. I stopped for just a second and glared at her, pleased. I grabbed her ass and continued to thrust my cock deep inside her. She sensed that I appreciated her newfound eagerness when the half-smirk returned to highlight my chiseled features. I locked my eyes, smoldering.