She got horny and ducked inside the sleeping bag and started to blow me. Everyone could tell what was happening because of her head bobbing up and dow... under the bag. Naturally, I was a little embarrassed but hey! I was getting a blow job so I didn't even want to stop her. Someone yelled out, "Hey Karen! What the hell are you doing under there?" She flopped the top of the bag back and yelled out "SHADDAP!" in that New Joisey accent that was more than just a little irritating.Later on, we moved. All of a sudden I tensed up. Mom smiled and said, “Just let it go honey. I’ll take care of the mess. Squirt it in me. In fact, squirt all of your cum in your sister or me from now on. No more jerking off, okay.”I looked up at her tits moving around and started squirting. Mom’s pussy kept milking me like I have done with my hand in the past. When I finished Mom slid off and sucked my cock clean.She said, “Don’t go away, I’ll be right back.”Mom returned with a nice warn washcloth and washed my. Jab mei uthkar khadi hona chahi tho lad kada gayi. Bhayya ne jaldi mujhe sambhala aur mujhe bed room laye. Mujhe bistar par litakar khud mere side mei gire. Bhayya bhi thak chuke the. Bahut der thak hum waise hi rahe. Phir uthkar apne aap ko saaf kiye.Meri gaand mei ab bhi dard horaha tha. Yeh bat jab meine bhayya ko boli tho unhone mere gaand ko garm pani ka senk dee, jis se mujhe bahut rahat milee. “neeru ghar mei whisku hai kya..?” bhayya pooche. Mere pati kabhi kabhi peethe hai.. Meine kaha. I was so excited, when she came back from the ski trip, she was mine. That night I had taken a different way home. About half the way there, I saw a car broke down on the side of the dark, lonesome highway. Steam bellowed out from under the hood and a woman standing by the car crying. With no man in site, I knew she needed help. Even in a big city like this, thousands of people in it, not one person had stopped to help her. I pulled to the car, turning on all my truck lights and emergency.