Wilderness Camping

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Catherine Depson, dragging her weary steps, followed behind her husband Brian, hoping only to reach the campsite before nightfall. For days, Brian had chosen the path and led the way. Although they were already hot, dirty, thirsty, and exhausted, Catherine and their son, Sheve, silently followed Brian onward.

The scorching sun not only mercilessly beat down on Catherine's skin but also reflected back from the bright stones, subjecting her skin to another severe test. Catherine heard Sheve panting and muttering something behind her. She stopped and turned to look over her shoulder, watching her son climb toward her. She couldn't help but envy his strong, young body. After watching for a while, she turned back with admiration and continued climbing the scorching, blinding stone path.

Catherine was drenched in sweat, which was even trickling down to the cleavage of her ample breasts. Her shirt and shorts were already soaked through from the strenuous climb up the steep, rocky path!

The scorching rocks all around made her shorts cling to her buttocks, constantly rubbing against her groin. Even more embarrassingly, it also made her sensitive clitoris erect. After a whole day, Catherine was on the verge of losing control and screaming.

If this didn't stop soon, Catherine was terrified, worried that she wouldn't be able to control the overwhelming pleasure and might force her husband to have sex with her in front of their son—that would be incredibly shameful!

As Catherine struggled with her desire, the three of them climbed higher and higher until the steep slope finally ended and the path gradually leveled out.

"I think we should choose a flatter spot here tonight!" Brian

stopped, trying to control his panting from the climb, then said triumphantly, "There should be a stream nearby for us to get water!" "

What? Sounds like a victor's tone?"

Catherine muttered softly, swaying as she leaned against a tree trunk before sliding down to the ground with a thud.

"I'm just too tired to go any further!"

The couple watched silently as Shev struggled up the path, step by step, until he too finally reached the top.

"Oh!"

Shev gasped, trying to calm his breathing, slinging his wide-brimmed hat over his shoulder like a gunslinger. He wondered if this vacation decision had been right... "

Hey, woman! Are you out of breath?" Brian said with a smile.

"If you are, I'll pitch the tent, and you go gather firewood. The sun's about to set, and we need some firewood to start a fire!" Catherine

sat under the tree, watching Brian open his backpack and take out the tent. She had only just begun to feel the sweat slowly drying, her skin feeling rough and sticky, extremely uncomfortable. She gave Brian a helpless and disgusted look, then reluctantly stood up.

"I thought I'd look for that stream you mentioned,"

Catherine said to Brian, then dusted herself off and turned, trudging away from the campsite towards the woods fifty yards away.

"I wonder if it's just a small stream where I can get a drink? Or a bigger one where I can wash off all this filth?"

Catherine muttered to herself as she walked.

Remembering that Shepherd was already helping to gather firewood, Brian stood up and shouted to Catherine, wiping the sweat from his brow. But Catherine was already almost at the edge of the woods.

Even though she was far away, covered in sweat and dust, Catherine's figure was still incredibly alluring. Watching his lovely wife walk towards the woods, Brian silently told himself this, while his penis slowly hardened with passion.

Catherine's hips swayed as she walked, a sight that was not only alluring but also arousing. Brian shook his head admiringly, barely managing to pull himself back to his work, trying to banish the tempting image from his mind and get the tent pitched as quickly as possible.

As she approached the bushes, Catherine heard the heavy footsteps of Sheev gathering firewood.

"Hey, son!" Catherine called out loudly, quickly gathering several large branches and placing them in the shade.

"Have you found a stream?"

"Yes!"

Sheev grinned broadly when he saw his mother emerge from the bushes.

"There's a nice pool over there. We can get drinking water and even soak in it. It's about three or four feet deep, and not too cold. It's wonderful to have such a pool!"

"I think I'll soak my feet there after dinner!"

Catherine's skin was sticky and uncomfortable; she was desperately wanting a cool bath!

"I wonder if I can endure it for that long?"

she sighed, feeling the sand and salt on her skin stinging whenever she spoke.

"Maybe I should go back and get my clothes. While you're setting up camp, I can take a quick soak, and then you boys can wash while I prepare dinner!"

"That would be great!"

said Shev, following his mother out of the woods back to camp.

Shev carried a heavy load of wood behind his mother, watching her firm, round buttocks sway back and forth with each step, involuntarily arousing his desires. Although he knew it was wrong, he couldn't control himself, especially the arousal from staring at his mother's short, tight shorts, which made his penis hard!

"Oh! Great!" Shev, engrossed in admiring the sway of his mother's buttocks, let out a soft, enthusiastic cheer when a large sway occurred.

"What? What did you say?" “Catherine stopped and turned around to ask, startled to see her son, who nearly dropped the firewood in his arm.

“N-nothing!” Shev mumbled, feeling a little embarrassed at almost being caught staring at his mother’s bottom.

“Be careful!” Catherine cautioned, wondering why her son’s face was so red.

“Didn’t I tell you you didn’t need to bring all of it?” “

It’s okay!” Shev replied, using the moment to reassemble the wood to calm himself down.

With great effort, he managed to tear his gaze away from his mother’s exciting “landscape” and happily follow her steps. But despite his efforts, he couldn’t completely tear his eyes away from his mother’s round and alluring buttocks. Finally, Shev managed to avoid dropping the wood again and staggered back to camp with his mother.

“Thank God!” Shev breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully, his mother hadn't noticed that her "glass" had aroused him—a mix of excitement, amusement, and embarrassment.

As Catherine slowly approached the campsite, Brian immediately asked impatiently, "Have you found the stream yet?"

"Of course!"

Catherine replied with a smile, her heart burning with the desire to immediately enjoy the refreshing feeling of the cool stream washing over her skin.

"I'm planning for you two to wash up while you set up your tents, and then the boys can go while I prepare dinner, okay?"

"Great! Great!"

Brian chuckled. "I want to get myself all clean too!"

Catherine rummaged through her backpack and finally found a wrinkled but clean pair of shorts, a small, suitable casual shirt, socks, and a towel. Turning her head slightly, she saw the father and son busy setting up their tent.

"Can I wash for thirty minutes before coming back?"

"Catherine said to Brian, giving him a suggestive wink," Brian said. When Brian came to his senses, Catherine was already heading towards the bushes.

"Get clean, honey!"

Brian called out behind her with a smile.

"I'll wait for you here!"

Both father and son stopped what they were doing, watching intently as Catherine swayed and staggered down the path until her figure disappeared into the woods.

Although neither spoke, they were both thinking similar things in perfect unison. While the son greedily admired his mother's beautiful, alluring buttocks, the father pondered how to have sex with his lovely wife while his son was nearby.

Then they returned to their unfinished work. Brian quickly pitched the tent and spread sleeping bags inside. Meanwhile, Sheev lit a campfire, the flames crackling.

After finishing his work, Dad started walking towards the bushes, heading towards the stream. When he was about fifty to seventy-five yards from the campsite, Shev immediately ran towards the other end of the woods, glancing sideways at the campsite until it was out of sight. He then carefully made his way to the stream, hiding himself behind the bushes on the bank, stealthily moving and peering until he heard Mom splashing water in the pool.

Shev tiptoed closer to the pool, reaching the bushes at the very edge, close enough to clearly hear Mom humming a song as she bathed. Hesitantly, he parted the branches, slowly

clearing away the leaves obscuring his view, and peered into the pool. When he saw Mom, he was almost in the water.

She stood naked at the edge, the water only knee-deep. Staring at her naked body, Shev couldn't help but swallow greedily, his gaze immediately drawn to her large, round breasts. With every movement she made, her breasts swayed and trembled. Naturally, Shchev's penis, captivated by their beauty, grandeur, and allure, immediately hardened and pressed against his trousers.

Shchev thought to himself that nothing in the world could be more beautiful than them, like two fleshy, conical peaks, or works of art carved from pink marble. They resembled inverted rose-colored cups, topped with a purple grape—the nipple—protruding arrogantly from the center.

Shchev stared intently at her beautiful breasts, watching them writhe and tremble as his mother washed them with a ladle of water, his heart almost leaping out of his chest in temptation!

Shchev was lost in admiring his mother's captivating, magnificent breasts, forgetting everything else, until he realized time might be running out. He reluctantly shifted his gaze to her flat stomach, where he saw the wet, still-dripping, tangled, curly brown pubic hair covering her mons pubis, like a lush, twisted forest.

After thoroughly enjoying the sight of his mother's alluring curves and "valley," Shchef's penis throbbed with a painful erection. All he could do was continue to peep from behind the bushes. The sight of her beauty, unattainable, fueled his burgeoning lust, driving him to the brink of madness.

Finally, just as Shchef was about to be consumed by lust, Catherine turned around and carefully stepped onto the edge of the pool. Shchef saw her ample breasts bouncing beautifully.

Catherine stood on the bank for a few minutes, letting the gentle breeze dry her, before picking up a towel from the ground and wrapping it around her body, concealing her breasts from Shchef's view. She

then walked away from the pool to the soft grass, happily tossing her long, silky hair, quickly applying the towel to her hair to dry it. She then tossed the towel aside, returned to the bank, and enjoyed the comfortable feeling of the breeze on her bare skin, completely unaware that her son was lurking behind the trees, watching her.

Catherine, completely unaware, lay naked, revealing another facet of her body to her son. Shev knew this body was far more alluring and beautiful than he had secretly imagined.

There was no more beautiful bottom in the world—firm yet soft and smooth, like the skin of a newborn baby, but far more sensual.

Gazing at his mother's buttocks, Shev realized that her curves were not only long and graceful, but her buttocks were the biggest contributor. If they didn't bulge in the right places and contract at precise curves, they wouldn't evoke such a wonderful surge of carnal desire. His mother bent down to pick up her

shorts from the floor, a gesture that made his erect penis tremble. Shev had to take deep breaths, struggling to control himself to avoid overstimulation and ejaculation.

As his mother slowly and lazily lifted her long, rounded legs and slipped them through the pant legs, Shev immediately turned his head with lust to admire the view from below. This was the first time he had seen his mother put on pants, and it also made him realize that she would be walking around the camp without underwear that night. The thought of this triggered another wave of lustful stimulation, relentlessly assaulting his already throbbing and aching penis.

Before he could even touch his lustful body, he noticed his mother had put on a shirt, buttoned it up, and covered her ample breasts. He couldn't believe that his mother wasn't wearing underwear or a bra. That meant she wasn't wearing anything underneath tonight!

He could no longer control himself. He reached down, pulled open the shirt, and pulled out his throbbing penis, preparing to masturbate. But as soon as his fingers gripped his penis, a gush of hot semen erupted uncontrollably, gushing out like a burst dam! ...

When Catherine sat on a towel and put on her socks and shoes, he knew it was time to leave. He quietly slipped away from the riverbank, away from his mother, away from the woods. From beginning to end, Catherine was completely unaware that her son was openly spying on her, even masturbating in front of her naked body!

Because his erect penis, as hard as an iron rod, was pressing against his groin, it was extremely difficult for Shchef to slip away quietly and quickly. After navigating several uneven terrains, he finally found a place to place his hard penis, allowing him to continue his journey without pain.

However, as he sneaked past an acre of low bushes, a hard branch, like a baseball bat, grazed his erect penis, causing Shchef to fall to the ground in pain, almost crying out. He

hastily got up and continued on his way, gathering as much firewood as possible as an excuse. His mind wandered to the alluring image of his mother walking back to camp, her large, round breasts bouncing freely and unrestrained within her clothes, and a lewd smile crept onto his lips at the thought.

After gathering enough firewood, they slowly walked back to the campsite. As they approached, Shev saw his mother standing by the campfire with her back to him. His gaze involuntarily drifted to her alluring, beautiful buttocks. Knowing she wasn't wearing anything underneath, admiring her cute, seductive backside only heightened his excitement and arousal.

"Hey! Where have you been?"

Hearing footsteps, Catherine turned around and saw Shev, anxiously asking, "We were so worried!" "

Look! Look at all this wood!"

Shev averted his eyes from his mother's, lying,

"I think we'll have enough firewood for tonight!" "

Oh?"

Catherine smiled as she watched her son place the firewood by the campfire, noticing the bright blush on his cheeks reappearing from earlier that day. She muttered to herself,

"Isn't it cold tonight?"

Feeling his face burning with embarrassment, Shev immediately turned and went to his backpack, bending down as if looking for something to hide his awkwardness.

"Did Dad leave about fifteen minutes ago?"

"I don't know?" "

Sherlock answered without thinking, and at the same time took out a few clean clothes and stood up.

Turning around, Shcherov saw his mother squatting by the campfire, busy preparing dinner, but she didn't notice that her clothes were bulging, which allowed her son to once again have an unobstructed view of her charming breasts and cleavage.

Shchev's eyes were glued to those alluring, beautiful breasts, staring at them in a daze until his mother looked up at him, wondering why he hadn't left.

Seeing her son staring wide-eyed at her breasts, Catherine asked in surprise,

"Hey! Huh?"

Looking down, she realized she was completely exposed; her entire breasts were right in front of her son's eyes.

"Ugh! Oh dear?"

Catherine murmured, sitting up straight and quickly pulling her shirt up to cover her exposed breasts.

"Won't I expose myself again? Oh! ...Ugh! ...I...Ugh...Oh my god!"

"Good...good...bye!"

Shchev stammered, too embarrassed to speak, and immediately did everything he could to leave for the pool.

Kneeling by the campfire, absentmindedly preparing dinner, Catherine wondered why Shchev had been blushing so often since they arrived at the camp. When she caught him staring at her breasts, she understood why. But that didn't explain the earlier situation, Catherine thought. Perhaps it was due to sun exposure, but was that really the case? She couldn't be sure.

Thinking about the awkwardness, Catherine pondered, her body already brimming with desire. If she couldn't obtain Brian's enormous "equipment" in a short time, she might be the one feeling awkward and embarrassed. Unfortunately, it wouldn't be convenient for the three of them to squeeze into one tent tonight. Perhaps she should think of a way to seduce Brian.

Thinking of the benefits of her husband's erection, Catherine immediately felt the pleasurable sensation of her husband's large member filling her lower body.

This thought intensified her desire, almost preventing her from preparing dinner. After a great deal of effort, she finally finished preparing dinner. While waiting for the men, she moved the surrounding items to a suitable position so they would remain warm without burning.

Standing up and stretching to relax her tired muscles, Catherine wondered if she should call the men. Just as she was about to call out, a playful idea flashed through her mind. She decided to sneak over and see if she could secretly peek at her husband's magnificent manhood before dinner, just to satisfy her craving. She would then

double-check her dinner. Afterward, she hurriedly left the camp and headed towards the pond. She tried to hurry, hastily weaving through clumps of low bushes, carefully making her way through the tangled, deadwood as quietly as possible. Although this took her several minutes longer, she reached the pond in time. Reaching the edge, she looked around for a place to secretly peek, and then, through the concealing grass, she spotted a figure.

Catherine secretly moved behind the bushes—coincidentally, the same bush where Shrew had peeked at her earlier. Then, she furtively spied on her husband and son.

Both men were standing in the water, which was only knee-deep. Peeking over, Catherine saw Brian facing her. She immediately and gently shifted her gaze downwards to his enormous, hanging penis. That single glance sent a surge of excitement through her body, arousing a throbbing, throbbing sensation in her lower body. She was always amazed at how huge Brian's penis always seemed.

Even now, hanging softly between his muscular thighs, it was at least eight inches long. She could imagine that when it was erect and throbbing, it must be ten to eleven inches!

The thought of that enormous thing penetrating her made Catherine's lower body immediately wet with desire. She hoped that when she peeked at her son later, her lower body wouldn't be wet like this.

Although she felt a little guilty, she couldn't help but admire the strong muscles of her son's back, thinking,

"His back is so beautiful!" Then

her gaze slowly drifted over her son's back, down to his firm buttocks and strong legs:

"Without realizing it, my son has grown into a well-built young man!"

Just as Catherine was about to turn her attention to her husband, she saw her son slowly turn around, facing her. This glance almost made her faint with shock. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. When she realized she was staring at her son's enormous penis, Catherine was filled with doubt and fear, almost unable to breathe.

The huge penis, engorged and hard, hung on his stomach like a gigantic, evil python. She couldn't believe it was so big. Not only that, it looked like it was already swollen and hard with lust, but that wasn't the case. When Sherf moved it with his hand, it was so soft, yet so wicked!

Even at its current size, it was at least two or three inches longer than his father's, not to mention he was still developing. Oh... Catherine knew she shouldn't be staring at her son's size, but she just couldn't take her eyes off it.

As she felt the rush of blood to her vagina, her knees inexplicably weakened, and she almost collapsed, forced to lean against a bush for support. Then, as if to confirm her wickedness, she felt a gush of vaginal fluid gushing from her vagina, seeping onto her inner thighs, staining her entire vulva and thighs with sticky nectar. She remembered this was probably the largest amount of vaginal fluid she had ever released, and worse, more shamefully, it was all because of her son.

Catherine still couldn't tear her gaze away from her son's body. What terrified her even more was that her son reached out and grasped his penis, beginning to slide it up and down, then squeezing it more roughly.

Unaware that his mother was watching, Shchef turned to look at his father, making sure his father wasn't paying attention, before slowly and gently sliding and thrusting his penis in and out.

To Catherine's horror and horrification, she saw Shchef's penis slowly swell and harden, becoming not only enormous but also powerfully strong.

Just as Catherine was about to lose control, she suddenly heard her husband's voice:

"Hey!? ...It's time to go back!" "I think Mom has prepared dinner by now?"

"Oh, I... um... okay!"

Shev stammered, quickly sitting in the water to hide his erection.

"I'll get up in a few minutes."

As Catherine stared at Shev, Brian had already reached the edge of the pool, climbed ashore, and walked onto the grass. Catherine immediately staggered and tried to remain silent as she retreated from the bushes, wishing she had wheels to run back to the campsite as fast as she could, but strangely, the forest seemed endless, and she could never reach the edge.

Finally, when she was panting and almost exhausted, she saw the campsite. Upon arriving at the campsite, Catherine immediately went to the campfire and pretended to work, making herself look like she had been there the whole time.

Suddenly, Catherine felt a cool sensation in her lower body and looked down:

"Wow... oh..."

Her shorts were already soaked with the vaginal fluid flowing from her mons pubis! There was no time to change, so she quickly looked around, trying to think of any way to cover up the stain. Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed through her mind:

"Yes! That's it!"

Catherine grabbed her water bottle and splashed water all over her trousers. She stood up and wiped the excess water away. Just then, she heard footsteps approaching the campsite along the path.

"Who?...Who is it?..." Catherine shouted.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Brian asked as he walked towards her.

"Oh! Nothing, you just startled me and made me spill water on my trousers!"

Catherine muttered, wiping her wet trousers again.

"Really? You got yourself wet?" Brian laughed mischievously.

"Hey, old man! You're so annoying! What are you laughing at?" Catherine complained.

Bend down by the campfire, Catherine smiled contentedly at her successful plan.

"Where's Sheev?"

Catherine asked casually. "Isn't he with you?" 』

Brian dipped his finger into the food on the plate to taste it, and replied,

"He said he'd be back in a few minutes."

"Hmm...not bad!"

"Don't put your hands in your dinner!"

Catherine exclaimed, "Mind your hygiene!"

Catherine herself felt hungry, so she served Brian and herself food. The couple opened a bottle of wine and sat under a tree to eat.

Shchef, however, dragged his heavy steps back to the camp when they were almost finished. Catherine couldn't help but steal a glance at his groin, surprised to find that it was still arrogantly swollen.

"The food's over by the campfire!"

Catherine told him, while guiltily trying to avert her gaze from that awful area.

"After you finish eating, could you please wash the dishes?"

Shchef mumbled as he served food, "Sure, no problem!"

Then the three of them quietly ate their food.

After dinner, Brian handed his son a flashlight and said,

"Go wash by the sink! It'll get cleaner there."

"While you wash, let's make the bedding for tonight!"

"Okay!"

Shev replied, snapping on the flashlight and heading towards the sink.

"If I'm not caught by a ghost, I'll be back in a bit!"

"Be careful, there might be snakes!"

his mother worriedly warned. As soon as she said it, she realized its other meaning and blushed with embarrassment.

"Really? Mom!" Shev replied sarcastically as he slowly walked down the sink.

Once Shev was out of sight, Brian immediately pulled Catherine close, passionately kissing her, greedily thrusting his tongue into her mouth, then sucking, licking, and entwining them.

Catherine pressed her large, soft breasts against his chest, while simultaneously reaching into Brian's pants, immediately finding his swollen, hard penis and grabbing it without wasting a second.

"Oh my god! I've been wanting this so badly!"

Brian finally couldn't contain himself, pulling down his pants and panting,

"The worst part is, I only brought a tent. Tonight I'm really looking forward to giving your fat penis a good hard time!"

"He has no idea I've been wanting his big cock all day!"

Catherine muttered to herself, stroking his hard penis up and down with her hand.

"Come on! Quick! Let's have some fun before Sheev comes back!"

Catherine said breathlessly, grabbing Brian's hand and forcefully pulling him into the tent.

Once inside, Catherine immediately pushed her husband down, roughly pulling his pants down to his knees. With the pants undone, her husband's huge penis sprang forward, erect. Catherine wasted no time, nimbly bending down and passionately sucking his large member into her mouth, while her hands wrapped around and gripped the remaining shaft.

Due to the roughness and intensity of her sucking, Brian groaned with pleasure after only a few strokes. This intense action not only shocked him but also quickly brought him to a fever pitch.

Like a bewitched woman, Catherine frantically sucked her husband's hard, trembling member up and down with her wet, cherry-like mouth. Her hands, wrapped around the shaft, gripped and twisted tightly, as if she wouldn't stop until she squeezed out every last drop of semen.

With each up-and-down movement of Catherine's head and hands, Brian drew ever closer to orgasm. Suddenly! Catherine noticed his penis swell, and she knew it was time.

No sooner said than done, Brian felt a jolt in his testicles, and thick, hot, sticky semen gushed out in spurts. Catherine swallowed it all, swallowing the entire penis, almost reaching her throat!

"Oh...I...oh...so...good...oh...oh...good..."

Brian groaned breathlessly, his hips thrusting forward involuntarily, pushing his already thick, semen-filled member deep into his wife's throat. For a long, long time, he withdrew.

Feeling her husband easily withdraw his penis, she felt a sudden emptiness. She immediately moved, gently taking the glans into her mouth, then lightly biting the ridge of the glans with her teeth, slowly scraping towards the urethral opening, before taking it back in. This repeated play brought Brian unparalleled pleasure. Finally, she licked the remaining semen from the urethral opening into her mouth.

"Mom, Dad, I'm home!" They

heard voices outside the tent:

"Thank goodness they weren't snatched by a ghost!"

"Oh! Damn!" Brian muttered, spitting under his breath.

Catherine immediately spat out the penis, sat up, and gave Brian a wicked grin.

"Is something wrong?"

Brian muttered, quickly pulling up his pants while muttering under his breath.

"Is everything washed?"

Catherine shouted, then wiped her mouth:

"Put the dishes in Daddy's backpack. We're making the bed; it'll be done in a few minutes."

"Hmm..."

Shev complained, "What? Like I'm a slave?"

Then they heard Shev loudly shove the dishes into Daddy's backpack with a clatter.

When Brian was sure the sounds outside the tent had stopped, Catherine gave him a lewd smile, slowly sticking out her tongue and licking around her lips, cleaning up any remaining residue.

"Mmm...delicious...delicious..." Catherine whispered to her husband.

"How is it? Is it enough?"

Brian chuckled, then slipped his feet into the sleeping bag, easily sliding in completely.

Catherine took off her short-sleeved shirt, folded it, and carefully tucked it under the sleeping bag. Knowing Brian was staring at her large breasts, Catherine deliberately swayed her breasts lasciviously, tempting him, before leaning forward and pulling down her shorts.

"Hey, woman?"

Brian muttered in surprise, "You slut, you're sleeping without pants?"

"Why haven't I heard you complain before?" Catherine asked with a gentle smile.

Because her shorts were still wet, she left them outside to dry, then sat naked back in the tent, slipped her feet into the sleeping bag, slid down next to her husband, and curled up to sleep.

"You're sleeping naked in the same tent as Shev?" Brian asked suspiciously.

"Why?" "Can he see through the sleeping bag?"

Catherine rubbed her large, soft, warm breasts against his chest, grinning.

"I don't know if this is a good thing,"

Brian said, pulling her into his arms.

"What if I get too aroused later? Will the sound wake him?" "

Hmm, is the sound tempting?"

she replied with a pleasant shrug, then called out loudly,

"Hey, Sheev!" "

Put out the campfire and come in to sleep. We're all already in our sleeping bags!"

"Okay,"

Sheev responded, pouring a large bucket of water to extinguish the fire. "Coming right away!"

Reaching behind her, Catherine found her husband's penis limp and lying there obediently. It seemed she would have to wait a while before she could enjoy it again.

The scene she had witnessed earlier, and the stimulation her husband had given her, still excited her greatly; her lovely, lustful fluids were still slowly seeping from her swollen, feverish member. She longed for Brian to thrust into her immediately, but now she had to wait for it to recover.

Perhaps she could persuade Brian to satisfy her after Sheve fell asleep, but for now, she could only wait patiently. Thinking this, Sheve staggered into the tent, nervously asking,

"Won't it be too dark if I put out the fire?"

"Will it?" Catherine replied with a smile.

She and her husband listened intently to the sounds of Sheve preparing the bedding, and finally, they heard Sheve slide into his sleeping bag and lie down to sleep.

As she waited for Sheve to fall asleep, Catherine recalled what she had seen at the pool that evening. She was quite certain that her son's penis was enormous. But then again, Brian's was also quite large; perhaps Sheve inherited it from his father, only he surpassed him.

Catherine felt a pang of guilt. She loathed herself for constantly thinking about her son's large penis, but she just couldn't stop herself from thinking about it.

Finally, exhaustion overcame her wandering thoughts, and she felt herself gradually drifting off to sleep…

After falling asleep, she began to dream. In her dream, she was sleeping in a grove of trees by a calm river. Soon, she woke up because her mouth was dry and went to the river to quench her thirst.

Suddenly, she heard something splashing in the water. She stood up and found herself completely naked, but she still looked around, searching for what was in the water.

She parted her long brown hair in front to cover her breasts, and to conceal her nakedness, she walked into the river, slowly moving towards the source of the rushing water.

Finally, she tiptoed behind a bush, gently and slowly parting the branches.

Looking out, she saw a wide, shallow area where a naked man stood in the middle, his back to her. From his back, she could see that the man's muscles were very well-developed, and his buttocks were firm. Because his back was turned, Catherine couldn't tell what he was doing or why he was making such a loud noise. However, it seemed he was struggling with something in front of him.

Just then, Catherine finally recognized the man as her son, Shchef.

As she looked at him with a wicked curiosity, Shchef slowly turned to face her, and Catherine realized he wasn't struggling with anything.

Shepherd was masturbating, but his penis was incredibly thick, as thick as if he had his hands wrapped around it. What surprised and astonished her even more was how long it was—the enormous purple glans could even fit into his mouth! Watching her son

play with his thick, long penis, Catherine saw Shepherd lean forward and suck on the enormous glans.

Seeing Shepherd masturbating while sucking on the glans, she suddenly felt a burning urge, as if her body was on fire.

Seeing her son slowly sucking on his elephant-trunk-like penis again and again, the absurd lust within her intensified, turning into a wicked fire that fiercely engulfed her entire body.

This intense lust, hitting her breasts, stimulated her nipples, causing them to harden and swell, emitting a lewd glow.

Finally, her son swallowed her entire penis, his dangling testicles seemingly suspended in his mouth, while his body appeared even more contorted, looking like a sadistic, lewd monster.

Seeing this, she unconsciously hid behind a bush, only to find her son had moved closer, staring at her from behind the bushes. When he glared at her, Catherine felt the entire bush disappear, leaving her standing naked before him.

As she tried to cover her naked body, she saw her son raise his head and slowly slide his enormous, wicked-looking member out of his mouth. Finally, only the huge, spherical, purplish-red glans remained in his mouth, and he began masturbating again.

Then, while violently playing with the monstrous thing, he waded through the pool towards her. Suddenly, Catherine found herself lying there, her son standing between her spread legs.

She waited, breathless, staring at her son, who was now erect, fondling his enormous penis.

Finally, Schiff completely withdrew his penis, bent it, and thrust it into her. Catherine could only watch in horror as her son's penis began to ejaculate large amounts of thick, creamy white semen. It felt like this scalding milk; even if it didn't burn her skin, it would cause blisters.

The thick, viscous fluid continued to gush from his penis, quickly covering her. When it stopped, Catherine found herself submerged in her son's hot, thick semen.

Just as she was about to drown, Catherine jolted awake, lying there frozen, several minutes before realizing she had been dreaming!

However, because it was so vivid, realistic, and clear, she couldn't calm down. She felt as if her whole body was burning with intense excitement, and her forehead was covered in sweat.

Lying there, her breathing labored, she suddenly felt something slowly moving across her sleeping bag. Terrified, she thought, "

Could a snake have gotten into the tent?"

Holding her breath, she lay there stiff and still, afraid to move lest she disturb what she thought was a snake, a spider, or something else.

She hoped, with dread, that this thing would move away and end the nightmare. But it showed no sign of stopping, continuing to slither across the sleeping bag.

What was it? As it moved, it moved to her chest, then upwards. As it rose higher and higher, Catherine's heart pounded faster and faster.

Then, it slid off the sleeping bag and down to her shoulder. It was a hand! A hand! The hand then stealthily reached into her sleeping bag.

"Oh..."

Catherine secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed Brian was aroused and wanted to play with her some more.

Then she noticed the hand slowly and stealthily moving from her shoulder to her breast. Based on past experience and intuition, Catherine realized this wasn't Brian's hand.

What was going on? She was completely confused!

As it continued to caress her breast, Catherine finally recognized it—it was Shev, Shev's hand!

"What is he trying to do?"

Catherine wondered to herself.

"Could he be touching my body unconsciously in his sleep?"

Now, Catherine really didn't know what to do. She only knew she should stop him immediately, but she didn't want to frighten Shev or cause an unnecessary commotion.

Catherine tried to consider various possibilities. If he was acting unconsciously in his sleep, what did it matter? But what if he was awake? No…no, no, no…Catherine was certain he would never do such a thing if he were awake.

With that thought, Catherine lay there quietly, letting her son's hands caress her body, single-mindedly plotting how to seize the crucial moment and turn the tide.

But then she noticed that Shchef's hand was quietly sliding lower and lower. It seemed to have a specific purpose, rather than wandering aimlessly.

What frightened Catherine most was that when Shchef's hand moved over her breasts and touched her soft, alluring nipples, she felt waves

of lust wash over her. How could she be aroused by her son's touch?

She felt an irresistible force stimulating her, making her crave for her son to immediately insert his huge penis into her hot, fleshy vagina.

Although she knew these thoughts were lewd, obscene, and immoral, she just couldn't stop herself from thinking about them.

Incredibly, she even allowed Shchef to gently caress and play with her nipples until they bounced up, hardened, and became extremely sensitive.

Finally, Catherine realized that his fingers had moved away from her trembling, erect nipples and were trying to move further down her body.

Thank goodness! His hand was blocked by the zipper of the sleeping bag and couldn't go any further.

Just as she was secretly pleased that she was about to be saved, she noticed his hand had returned to its original position, playing with her aroused nipples again, and then reaching towards the back of the sleeping bag.

Because of her willing consent, she now shamefully heard Shchev secretly and gently pulling down the zipper of the sleeping bag, making a soft "clattering" sound in the quiet darkness!

She had thought he would stop, but now he was even bolder!

Although she hoped he would stop, she deliberately ignored his continued actions.

While waiting for Shchev's next move, she was tormented by two extreme emotions—hatred and excitement—making her restless and anxious. Although it was wrong and immoral, it was exciting and stimulating!

'What should I do?'

Catherine asked herself. If she didn't take action soon, Shchev would soon be exploring her wet, juicy breasts.

'What should I do?'

Finally, Catherine decided to take action: "

Hmm..."

she groaned, turning her body closer to the opening of her sleeping bag, subtly spreading her legs as wide as possible.

She could clearly hear the startled gasps of Shchef as he quickly withdrew from her.

Hoping to scare him away, yet also hoping he wouldn't be frightened, she lay there quietly, waiting and watching, caught between these conflicting emotions.

For several minutes, there was no sound; everything seemed to have fallen silent.

Suddenly, she felt a slight breeze on her skin; Shchef had once again opened her sleeping bag.

Catherine felt restless, as if on pins and needles, yet she also anticipated his actions.

Finally... he acted! He acted! She felt Shchef's fingers gently brush across her thigh, feeling him tenderly caress her skin for a second or two before quickly moving away, probably afraid of waking her.

A second or two later, seeing she hadn't moved, his hand returned, boldly and gently stroking her thigh. Seeing that she still didn't move, Shchef became bolder, gently caressing her warm, smooth legs.

As his trembling hand caressed the base of her thighs, Catherine realized he was searching for her alluring secret. His fingers slowly crawled upwards, finally reaching the area of curly pubic hair. The

moment his fingers touched the curly pubic hair covering her secret place, she heard his breathing become very unnatural.

This series of movements made her feel waves of stimulation and excitement through Shchef's fingers.

Catherine had forgotten that the other person was her son, completely enjoying the stimulation and excitement brought by this forbidden act!

She felt as if she had returned to her teenage years, to the shy anticipation of her partner touching that place on their first date.

So even though she knew this was taboo, and knew that if it continued, it might bring them disaster, she had completely succumbed to this forbidden desire.

What are the Three Cardinal Guides and Five Constant Virtues, what are human ethics and morality? None of them can compare to the stimulation Xuefu gives her now, and the youthful pleasure he brings back to her girlhood.

To put it bluntly, she is neither able nor willing to stop things from continuing.

As her son's hand slowly moves, through the tangled pubic hair, reaching her wet, waiting-to-be-played secret cave, Catherine can no longer control her breathing, gasping incessantly. Her vaginal opening is already overflowing with the lustful fluid that has flowed out in anticipation of his fingers.

Catherine knows she must stop, but the intense passion coursing through her nervous system has already left her limp and unable to move.

Suddenly, a spasmodic pleasure surges up from her clitoris; Xuefu is rubbing her hard, sensitive clitoris. She feels so weak she's about to faint; this is the first time she has experienced such immoral, wicked debauchery and pleasure.

Xuefu gently rubs his mother's clitoris up and down, again and again, stimulating her to writhe her lower body wantonly.

He played with her for an unknown amount of time before his fingers moved downwards, gently gliding up and down his mother's flesh, which was soaked with her juices.

Suddenly, feeling his fingers touch her vulva, a surge of intense sexual desire welled up and burst forth from her. As her son began to gently and curiously explore her passionate, wet opening, all she could do was clench her teeth, trying her best not to moan out loud. He

gently and freely stroked her hot, swollen labia, making his mother bite her lip tightly and sway her lower body wantonly. After playing to her heart's content, he unceremoniously found the entrance and inserted his middle finger into his mother's wet and wanton vagina. After

inserting it, he hesitated for a moment, waiting for his mother's passionate response. When he didn't receive a response, he began to thrust in and out, deeper and deeper with each stroke.

Catherine, thrusting in and out, could no longer control her lust!

"Oh...oh..."

she moaned softly, spreading her legs as wide as possible to allow her son's probe-like fingers to penetrate deeper into her trembling, excited depths.

"Oh...Bryan...darling..."

she whispered in a voice only Sheriff could hear, hoping he would mistake her for Brian. This was the only way she could think of to keep them playing this forbidden game.

Her son's hand froze for a while, and Catherine remained silent, wondering if she could fool him. Sure enough, soon her son's fingers began to slide in and out, gently thrusting in and out of her wetness.

Although she enjoyed the wonderful feeling of his fingers, she longed even more for his massive member to enter her—that sensation...

"Oh...I can't hold back anymore..."

To get more satisfaction from Sheriff's fingers, she lay quietly, letting his fingers thrust in and out to their heart's content. She knew her son's fingers were covered in wet, lustful fluids, yet they still fiercely and relentlessly thrust into her soaked wetness.

Catherine felt herself approaching climax, but she also knew that this would never satisfy her. But… finally, she resolutely decided to take the gamble.

Catherine carefully slipped her hand out of her sleeping bag, then inside her son's, and slowly, stealthily, inch by inch moved downwards until she was close to his enormous penis.

Taking a deep breath, she hastily reached for his penis, simultaneously turning her warm, wet flesh against it without hesitation.

"Oh! Brian! Darling!"

Turning her head, she whispered in a voice only Shchef could hear,

"I need it, I need it. Darling! Give it to me!"

When her hand touched her son's enormous member, she said excitedly, stimulated, and eagerly,

"Quick! Come on! Please! Come on! Quick!"

This thing was really big, so big that she couldn't wrap her arms around it. Perhaps his huge penis was too damn big to be used to penetrate her tight little hole, but it was too late to say that, she had already asked him herself.

Catherine supported Shchef's unique "python" with one hand, and with the other hand pushed open the edge of his sleeping bag. She wanted to play with her son, but didn't want to wake her husband, so as soon as she opened the sleeping bag, she carefully slid from her own sleeping bag into her son's sleeping bag. She

quickly pushed her buttocks against Shchef, and Catherine felt her son's huge, angry, and hard member trembling and thrusting against her lower body.

She prayed urgently in her heart, begging that before he could penetrate her, his large penis wouldn't ejaculate first—that would truly kill her! So she quickly pushed his enormous penis between her legs.

Although her legs were already very sore and tired, she still lifted one leg, guiding her son's bulbous glans into her already hot and aroused hole.

She pushed her buttocks back hungrily, suddenly feeling a sharp pain as her hole was forcefully penetrated by her son's enormous penis. At the same time, she heard her son growl like a lion, and she clenched her teeth, controlling herself to suppress a moan. After forcefully thrusting

into his mother's warm, wet vagina, Xuefu thrust deeper and deeper, wanting to insert his penis completely into his mother's body. Even now, he still couldn't quite believe it was real, that his dream had truly come true, to be inside his beautiful mother's alluring flesh? Of course, half of it was because his mother had seduced and encouraged him!

Catherine felt her son's enormous penis was endlessly long, going in and in, as if there was no end. Thankfully, it finally went completely inside her vagina.

Catherine moved rapidly forward and backward, swaying her hips, squeezing and thrusting her son's large penis with her tight, wet flesh.

As Shchef began to thrust roughly into her again, she prayed she wouldn't wake her husband.

He thrust his beloved "weapon" heavily into his mother's warm, wet vagina, stimulating Shchef to the point of almost melting.

While holding his mother, Shchef reached out and hugged her, grabbing her large, soft breasts, squeezing and kneading them roughly as he thrust.

Under her son's deep, heavy, almost brutal thrusts, Catherine was surprised to find herself rapidly approaching orgasm. Then, she suddenly felt her son tremble and stiffen, his body rigid.

Shchef's enormous penis swelled even more, then erupted inside her without restraint! At this moment, immersed in the immoral act of incest between mother and son, Catherine's lust was stimulated to its peak.

As waves of pleasure swept through her body, she simultaneously felt her son's scalding semen gushing out, impacting and scalding her tender vaginal flesh, causing spasms in wave after wave. The hot semen seemed determined to scorch her vaginal walls, constantly gushing out, yet it also gave her immense satisfaction, making her feel as if she were floating on a sea of pleasure. His

penis was like a giant, legendary candle, continuously spewing out large amounts of deadly male "milk," quickly filling her narrow vagina and enticingly seeping out

. Her orgasm, though extremely intense, ended quickly. In fact, even as she lay down, her son continued to gently thrust in and out with his soaked penis, as if trying to re-insert the overflowing seed of immorality.

She wanted to say a few words of praise, but then she realized that would give herself away. After all, until now, her son still thought she had mistaken him for her husband. Thinking of this, she could only suppress the tears of excitement welling up in her eyes and quietly let her son continue thrusting vigorously. The force of the thrusting gradually weakened, gradually weakened, and finally stopped.

Catherine continued to lie there quietly, pretending to be calm, feeling her son's enormous member slowly shrink and soften, then withdraw and slide out of her wet vagina.

Four or five minutes later, Shchef's limp penis finally completely withdrew from his mother's vagina.

"Mmm, Brian!"

Catherine mumbled behind her shoulder, "That was great! You're so good, it felt so good!"

Catherine subtly and deftly moved from one sleeping bag to another. To make her son believe the deception even more, she reached back and gently grasped her son's limp penis, giving it a loving caress.

"Goodnight! Darling!"

Catherine whispered, then turned over to sleep.

Snuggling tightly against Brian again, she heard Shchef turn and get into his sleeping bag.

Before long, she drifted off to sleep, dreaming of the moment her desires were completely satisfied, that indelible, soul-stirring, and wondrously beautiful feeling…

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