” I left my puzzled mother and fled the house.I got home about 11 that night to find my mother sitting in the front room. The TV wasn’t on and she... was nursing a short tumbler with ice and bourbon in it. She looked up at me and I saw she looked sad. Sad and drunk. She didn’t ask where I’d been, she didn’t ask if I was alright, but said “I found the bookmark on your computer, it was the last one on the browser. Matt is right, I was a fucking whore.”I didn’t want to hear it, if she had secrets,. I wasn’t thinking beyond, thank god my daughter had a filthy tart as her bestie, as I pushed my cock through my pants into her arse crack and my hands were over her hockey top and pressing into her sports bra but still feeling the generous softness of her copious titties. Krystal did the satisfied girly purr that indicates you are doing the foreplay right. My cock was so stiff just rubbing through my trousers into her bum flesh still safe from my pernicious desire to crack her arse open, even. " He turned and waved in the direction Aimee was walking."Yeah, James' little sister wanted to tag along this year," Paul said. "She'll probably not be back next year though. Once she sees how rough going it is."The Ranger smiled. "I don't know, she looks pretty fit to me."I rolled my eyes a little but smiled back. Geez, was everybody hot for my sister? I leaned forward. "So, our usual spot? Any other campers this weekend?" Not today," he replied, "but there are supposed to be a couple more. Blowing the smoke deep down her throat and my tongue as well! I pulled back just in time as she coughed up the smoke and threw her head back into the pillow! I raised up on my elbow and manoeuvred my rock-hard dick right into her pussy with a deep plopping sound!“Ungh!!” she grunted as I plunged in and out of her. Her thick, thighs wrapped around my hips and her heels were buried into mine! I grabbed her hair in both my hands and turned her face to mine. We stared into each other’s eyes.