One night during a night out camping, we were lying in the sleeping bag hands all over each other tongues invading each others mouths. his hand slippe... down my shorts and started jerking at my growing cock, he whispered into my ear 'i want you to fuck me tonight' i was shocked, i was seriously excited but i couldn't show it, i just replied 'are you sure? it could hurt' he nodded with a mischievous look on his face. he rolled me over onto my back and got on top of me. he slide my shorts down and. Both of us have to work tomorrow.”I smiled. “Should I take you home?”“Steve, I am home. Take me upstairs and make love to me again.” I did and I did.We slept holding each other closely. In the morning, we woke up and showered together. “Do you need clothes from your place, my love?”“Yes, dear man. Will you come with me?”“Yes, I will watch over you as you leave later, too.” We went downstairs and I gave her a key to my place. We went to her condo. She dressed for the day and packed a big bag.. Closing the door, she bent over the toilet and puked. Had she really given her son a blowjob? Had she really let him eat her out? How had she allowed this to happen?She flushed the toilet and brushed and brushed and brushed her teeth and mouth. She wanted to brush the taste the way, the experience away, and, she admitted to herself, the pleasure that she had experienced away.There was no denying that she had enjoyed it. But this was with her own son and it was so wrong. This would have to end. "What IS all that stuff?" you ask.He starts pointing things out, explaining what they are needed for. "Well, that's a tripod, used to hold the camera steady, so we can get very clear pictures. Wouldn't do too well to have you all made up, and have it come out blurry, now would it? That big white panel is a reflector. I use it to even out the lighting all the way around you. That's so when the flash goes off, you don't look like you are in a spotlight. These two boxes with the umbrellas on them.