” Shouts came from upstairs. “Sadly, my mom's busy.”“So, you want to see something naughty?” she asked.I groaned and nodded.She grinned and ...drew up her skirt. I bit my lip, staring at her with such shock. Why would she do that? Did she have a tattoo? A pair of panties she wanted to show off? Why would she want to show that to my mother? That didn't make sense.I breathed in that wonderful, lavender scent. My mouth watered. I wanted to see her panties. I bet they were so sexy. My pussy clenched.. I took him at his word. People in our position should not exaggerate. If he was prone to do so, it was as good a time as any to find out.In the half light of a campfire on the back of a trap, Jerrod assembled two Chopped down AK47 assault riffles. I assumed they would work since he was risking his life on them as well.We leaned against a tree discussing everything. Mostly I told him stories about Aster and he told me stories about his home town. He was definitely trying to cram a lifetime of. .. I love you father." Mayoni began to crawl silently forward. Mark tried to follow as quietly as possible.They were soon both overlooking the circular well from the top ledge. There were numerous stacks of boxes arranged neatly at the bottom, and the bottom exit tunnel could clearly be seen in the beam of the flashlight. "Mayoni," said Mark. "This is not the time to lead with the carbine. I'll go down the ladder first. Cover me. Let me see if they are waiting to rush us from the tunnel."Mayoni. I finally came to the point where I couldn't hold back any longer. It was the end of this awesome experience. I thrusted faster until I pounded hard into her cunt. I groaned but I didn't care who heard outside the tent. I needed to cum.Kristy surprised me when she moaned frequently in response to my hard thrusts.Then I was really surprised.Kristy moaned out, "Yes, fuck me, Uncle Mike!"Normally there would be nothing that would knock me out of my rhythm when I was that close to cumming. I would.