”“That young woman is your ex-fiancée - I thought you didn’t like her anymore.”I had to admit that Bjarke had a point, and I had to agree.“...aybe I don’t like her so much anymore, but I did love her for years. Besides, her little sister and kid brother never did a thing to hurt me. To be honest, I’m glad to have shown their fearless village leader how to protect people. Besides, I’m sure that my mother would come back to haunt me if I didn’t help those girls while I knew I had a chance, even a. The few friends they had and the freedom to cast away their clothing kept them coming back for more.Cynthia yawned, stretched, and then came to join Tasha in the tent before the local bloodsuckers could reach her. “Morning,” she said with a glance at the coffee pot.“Morning. Almost done,” Tasha responded.Cynthia clapped her hands together and rubbed them in a gesture of eagerness. “Need to make sure we’re good and awake. They should start showing up any time now.”Tasha smiled and nodded. Today. Brian stood there and was somewhat jealous. He was not so sure he could handle this. He had figured all along that his mother and he would get together this weekend. He didn’t anticipate sharing her with someone else. But he knew how stressful things have been for her. He knew how wild she could be at times. And he knew that ultimately this would be good for her. Overall, it was a new experience for him as well. It definitely turned him on.About the time his thoughts finished wondering was when. Mom became very popular over the next three years. Then she took off and eventually married my father.Anyway back to my story…Mom loved a young energetic cock fucking her like in the old days. My cock was so energetic that Mom had all she could do to satisfy it. She worked overtime to keep my cock happy.As to getting caught… Penelope caught us.It was one of those ‘how far can we go and still not get caught’ fucks.Mom rarely wore panties and she never wore pants or jeans. She wanted to be ready.