She could call me on my cell if there were any emergency. I went into the bedroom and bathroom and packed some clothes and toiletries. I checked into ...he Peabody hotel. I brought a bottle of whiskey to my room and drank until I passed out. I woke up several times and each time there were tears on my face. Deep in the night there was a knock on my door. I went to the peephole and it was Carol. I opened the door and said, "What are you doing here?" Carol fell to her knees and literally crept. She grunted and cooed with each powerful thrust of my manhood into the wet channel from which I'd emerged into this world almost sixteen years ago. I grabbed onto her hips and fucked her hard. It wasn't long before I could feel the tightening of my nuts and knew that I was going to blow very soon. "God damnit Mom I'm going to cum", I growled."Cum on my tits", the hissed back breathlessly.I pulled out and she flipped over onto her back. I moved up the bed beside her and with a few quick jerks on. “I suppose we should, I have to get going too.”, I replied. We started back up the trail, back up to the parking lot, the area was as deserted as it was when we got there. He stopped at the hood of the car, and turned to look at me. He had caught me staring at him, I didn't know what to do. A thousand thoughts were racing through my head. “What was that back there?”, he asked, waving his arm in the direction of the trail. “Dylan...let me explain....I don't know what it was but I do know. She always said she just liked it for the fun element and was not interested in the money side.One day Chris told me she had been really getting off talking to a 72 year old man on cam, and she had fingered herself on cam talking to him. As this is a subject I particularly love, the next day I messaged her on Facebook and we discussed her latest antics.We set up a group chat on Facebook (as none of us wanted any secret dealings) and it was just to discuss Angela’s seemingly obsession with older.