I replied you expect me to believe that. She became quiet and sad. I asked her what’s the matter. She broke down in small sobs and said that she had...a boyfriend in the place where she came from, but her parents as well as his parents were against the relationship and that she miss him terribly. I asked her can I do something. She replied no. I asked why. She said that he had dumped her and was now going around with a girl his parents had chosen and was already engaged to her. I said that’s. “It won't be the first time,” he told me.We were now very relaxed after the drinks, and I got up onto the bed while he was stroking his cock getting it hard.“It doesn’t bother me now, the first time I tasted my cum was after a girl who had sucked me off, kissed me."He continued, "I met a girl at the technical college when doing my plumbing course and we used to fuck in the car after our lectures. On graduation night, we had a few drinks and we were as randy as all hell. We went to a hotel,. He sat bolt-upright and stiffened in every fiber of his hard young body. His mother was doing things to him that no one had ever done before. She was making him afraid and excited at the same time, and the strange mixture of fear and sexual passion was driving him wild.How could she do those things to him? How could his mother cast off the taboos against incest and just start playing with his cock as if he were her lover and not her son? His mind reeled. What other crazy-wild things did she. Oh, great! Now I had a mess in my sleeping bag! I slipped out of my bag. I was glad to hear my nearby sister's moans. That would mask my rustling around. I took my underwear off and used it to clean myself. I put on a clean pair and slept on top of the bag. I used my jacket as a blanket to help against the cold night.Day 4: Beautiful Day.At the front entrance of the campground were a snack machine and a couple of soda machines. The money Melissa and I put into those machines in a couple of days.