Visitors at night

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Catherine Deppon, exhausted, 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 hot, dirty, thirsty, and tired, Catherine and their son, Sheve, silently continued onward.

Catherine felt sweat pouring down her face, even flowing 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!

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

"I think we should find a flatter spot here tonight!"

"What's with the swagger? Sounds like a victor's tone?"

The couple watched silently as Sheve struggled up the path, finally reaching the top.

Shchef, panting heavily, tried to calm himself, slinging his wide-brimmed hat over his shoulder like a gunslinger. He wondered if this vacation decision was right. ...

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

Catherine spoke to Brian, then patted the dust off her backside, turned, and trudged away from the campsite towards the woods fifty yards away.

Catherine muttered to herself as she walked.

Even though she was far away in the woods, and covered in sweat and dust, Catherine's figure was still incredibly alluring.

The way her hips swayed as she walked was not only captivating 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 soon as possible.

"Hey, son!" Catherine called out loudly, quickly gathering several large branches and placing them under the shade of a tree. "Have you found a stream?"

When Shev saw his mother emerge from the bushes, he couldn't help but grin broadly. "There's a nice pool over there. We can not only get drinking water, but also soak in it. It's about three or four feet deep, and it won't be too cold. It's wonderful to have such a pool!"

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

She sighed, feeling that even speaking would cause the sand and salt on her skin to rub against her skin.

"That would be great!"

Shev, his arms laden with wood, walked behind his mother. Seeing her firm, round buttocks swaying back and forth with her steps, he couldn't help but have impure thoughts. 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!

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

"Be careful!" Catherine cautioned, wondering why her son's face was so red.

"It's okay!" Shev replied to his mother, using the moment while reassembling the wood to calm himself down.

"Thank goodness!" Shev breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, his mother hadn't noticed that his penis was hard from her "glass" teasing—stimulating, exciting, and embarrassing.

"Of course!"

"Great! Great!"

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

Catherine said to Brian, giving him a suggestive wink. By the time Brian came to his senses, Catherine had already walked into the bushes.

Brian smiled and called out loudly behind her, "I'll be waiting for you here!"

Although father and son remained silent, they were both thinking similar things with remarkable tacit understanding. While the son greedily admired his mother's beautiful and alluring buttocks, the father pondered how to have sex with his lovely wife while his son was nearby. After

finishing his work, the father walked towards the bushes, intending to go to 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 turned back, carefully walked to the stream, and hid himself behind the bushes on the bank, stealthily moving and peeking until he heard his mother splashing water in the pool.

His mother stood naked by the pool, the water only reaching her knees. Gazing at his mother's naked body, Shev couldn't help but swallow greedily, his eyes immediately drawn to her large, round breasts. With every movement she made, her breasts swayed and trembled, and of course, Shchef's penis was also aroused by these beautiful, magnificent, and alluring breasts, immediately becoming hard and erect against his trousers.

Shchef stared intently at the beautiful breasts, watching them twist and tremble as his mother washed them with water, his heart almost leaping out of his chest from the temptation!

After fully enjoying his mother's alluring curves and "valleys," Shchef's penis was stimulated to the point of swelling and pain. All he could do was continue to hide behind the bushes and spy. The spring scenery before him was unattainable, and the waves of lust aroused within him were driving him mad.

Catherine stood on the shore for a few minutes, letting the gentle breeze dry her body, before reaching out to pick up a towel from the ground, wrapping it around her body, and covering her ample breasts from Shchef's view.

Catherine was completely naked, unaware of what was happening, allowing her son to see another side of his mother, a different kind of beauty. Shchef knew that this body was even more alluring and beautiful than he had secretly imagined.

Gazing at his mother's buttocks, Xuefu realized with a start that her curves were not only long and beautiful, but also largely due to her buttocks. 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.

As his mother slowly and lazily lifted her long, rounded legs and slipped them through her trousers, Xuefu immediately turned his head with malicious intent to admire the view below. This was the first time he had seen his mother wear trousers, and it also made him realize that she would be walking around the camp without underwear tonight. Thinking of this, another wave of lustful stimulation relentlessly assaulted his already throbbing, hard penis.

Xuefu could no longer control himself. He reached down, unzipped his pants, and pulled out his throbbing penis, preparing to relieve himself with his hand. But as soon as his fingers gripped his penis tightly, a stream of hot semen gushed out uncontrollably, like a burst dam! ...

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

He hurriedly got up and continued on his way, gathering as much firewood as possible as an excuse. In his mind, he imagined his mother walking back to camp, her large, round breasts bouncing freely and unrestrainedly within her clothes, an alluring sight. Thinking of this, a lewd smile crept onto his lips.

"Hey! Where did you go?"

"Look! Look at these logs!"

"Oh?"

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

"I didn't know?"

Turning around, Xuefu saw his mother squatting by the campfire, busily preparing dinner, unaware that her clothes were bulging, giving her son another unobstructed view of her alluring breasts and cleavage.

Finding her son staring wide-eyed at her breasts, Catherine asked in surprise, "Hey! Huh?"

"Ugh! Oh dear?"

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

Shuffled, speechless with embarrassment, he stammered and immediately made his way to the pool.

Thinking about her awkwardness, Catherine realized she was already filled with desire. If she couldn't get Brian's enormous "equipment" soon, she might be the one feeling embarrassed. Unfortunately, it wouldn't be convenient for the three of them to share a tent tonight. Perhaps she should think of a way to seduce Brian.

This thought intensified her desire, almost preventing her from preparing dinner. After a great deal of effort, she finally finished cooking. While waiting for the men, she moved things around to a suitable position to keep them warm without burning them.

She checked the dinner again. Then she hurriedly left the camp and headed towards the pool. She hurried over as fast as she could, hastily weaving through clumps of low bushes and carefully navigating the tangled, deadwood to avoid making a sound. This took her several minutes longer, but she still reached the pond in time. Reaching the edge, she looked around for a place to peek, and then, through the concealing grass, she spotted a figure. He

was furtively peeking at her husband and son.

Even now, limply hanging between Brian's muscular thighs, it was at least eight inches long; one could imagine that when erect and throbbing, it would be ten to eleven inches!

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!" 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; 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.

Even at its current size, it's at least two or three inches longer than his father's, and he's still developing... Oh... Catherine knows she shouldn't be staring at her son's huge penis, but she just can't take her eyes off it.

Catherine still can't look away from her son's body, and what terrifies her even more is that her son reaches out and grabs his penis, starting to slide it up and down, then squeezing it more roughly.

What horrifies and horrifies Catherine is seeing Shev's penis slowly swell and harden; it's not only huge but also strong and powerful.

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

As Catherine stares at Shev, Brian has already reached the edge of the pool, climbed ashore, and walked onto the grass. Catherine immediately staggers and tries her best to remain silent as she retreats from the bushes, wishing she had wheels to run back to camp as fast as she can, but strangely, the forest seems endless, and she can never reach the edge.

Suddenly, Catherine felt a chill down her groin. Looking down, she exclaimed, "Wow...oh..."

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

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

Catherine muttered to herself, wiping her wet pants again.

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

"Where's Sheve?"

Brian dipped his finger into the food on his plate to taste it, and replied, "He said he'd be back in a few minutes."

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

Catherine, feeling a bit hungry herself, helped Brian and herself serve food. The couple opened a bottle of wine and sat down under a tree to eat their dinner.

"The food's over by the campfire!"

Shev mumbled as he served the food. "Okay, no problem!"

After the meal, Brian handed his son a flashlight and said, "Go wash by the sink! It'll be cleaner there."

"Okay!"

"Be careful, there might be snakes!"

"Really, Mom!" Shev replied sarcastically as he slowly walked downstairs.

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

Brian finally couldn't hold back any longer, pulling down his pants and panting, "The worst part is, we only brought a tent. Tonight I'm really looking forward to fucking your fat cunt hard!"

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

Catherine, panting heavily, grabbed Brian's hand and forcefully pulled him into the tent.

Because of the rough movements and intense 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.

As Catherine's head and hands moved up and down, Brian was stimulated closer and closer to orgasm. Suddenly! Catherine noticed his penis was swollen and knew it was time.

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

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 into her mouth. This repeated play brought Brian unparalleled pleasure. Finally, she licked the remaining semen from the urethral opening into her mouth.

They heard a voice outside the tent: "Thank goodness he wasn't snatched away by a ghost!"

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

Brian muttered a question, quickly pulling up his pants and muttering under his breath.

Catherine called out loudly, then wiped her mouth with her hand: "Put the dishes in Daddy's backpack. We're making the bed, it'll be done in a few minutes."

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

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.

"How is it? Enough?"

Catherine took off her short-sleeved shirt, folded it, and carefully tucked it under her sleeping bag. Knowing Brian was staring at her large breasts, Catherine deliberately lewdly shook her breasts to seduce him, then leaned over and took off her shorts.

Brian muttered in surprise, "You slut, you didn't wear pants to bed?"

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

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

"I don't know if that's a good thing,"

"Hmm, is that sound tempting?"

"Put out the campfire and come in to sleep, we're already in our sleeping bags!"

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

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 vulva. She desperately wanted Brian to insert his big cock immediately, but now she had to wait until it recovered.

"Will he?" Catherine said with a smile.

As she waited for Shchef to fall asleep, Catherine recalled what she had seen in 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 Shchef inherited it from his father, only he had surpassed him.

Finally, exhaustion overcame her racing thoughts, and she felt herself gradually becoming more and more drowsy…

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.

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

At that moment, Catherine finally recognized it—it was her son, Shchef.

Shepherd was masturbating, but his penis was incredibly thick—as thick as the area around his hands when encircled. What made her gasp in astonishment was that, as she watched her son fondle his horrifying penis, she noticed it was exceptionally long, so long that the enormous purple glans could even fit into his mouth!

Watching Shepherd masturbate while sucking on the glans, she suddenly felt a burning, unbearable urge in her vagina.

This intense lust surged through her breasts, stimulating her nipples to harden and gleam with a lewd light.

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

Then, while violently playing with what appeared to be a monstrous thing, she waded through the pool towards her.

She waited, breathless, watching her son fondle his enormous penis.

Thick, viscous semen gushed continuously from his penis, quickly covering her. When it stopped, Catherine found herself submerged in her son's hot, thick semen.

However, the vividness, realism, and clarity of it all made it difficult for her to calm down. She felt as if her entire body was burning with intense excitement, her forehead damp with sweat.

Holding her breath, she lay there stiffly, afraid to move, lest she stimulate what was possibly a snake, a spider, or something else.

What was this thing? It moved, eventually reaching her chest, then moving upwards towards the top of the sleeping bag. As it moved higher and higher, Catherine's heart pounded faster and faster.

"Oh…"

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

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

Catherine thought to herself, "Could he be touching my body unconsciously in his sleep?"

Catherine tried to consider various possibilities. If he was acting unconsciously in his sleep, what did it matter? But what if he was awake? Then…no, no, no…Catherine was certain he wouldn't do such a thing if he were awake.

But then she noticed Shev's hand subtly sliding lower and lower. It seemed to have a specific purpose, rather than wandering aimlessly.

How could she automatically be aroused by her son's touch?

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

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

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

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

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!

Catherine asked herself, if she didn't take action soon, Shchev would soon be exploring her wet, plump vagina.

Finally, Catherine decided to take action: "Mmm..."

She could clearly hear Shchev's terrified gasps as he quickly withdrew from her.

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

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

A second or two later, seeing that she hadn't moved, his hand returned, boldly and gently stroking her thigh.

As his trembling hand caressed the base of her thighs, Catherine realized he was searching for her alluring secret.

The moment his fingers touched the curly pubic hair covering her opening, she heard his breathing become unnatural.

Catherine had forgotten he was her son, completely enjoying the stimulation and excitement of this forbidden act!

So even though she knew it was taboo, and knew that continuing it might bring them disaster, she was completely succumbed to this forbidden desire. To put it

bluntly, she was unable and unwilling to stop it from continuing.

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

Schiff gently stroked his mother's clitoris, again and again, stimulating her to writhe her genitals wantonly.

Suddenly, feeling Shev's 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 vagina, all she could do was clench her teeth and try her best to suppress her excited moans.

After penetration, Shev 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.

"Oh...oh..."

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

Her son's hand froze there for a while, and Catherine remained silent, wondering if she could hide it from him.

Although she enjoyed the wonderful feeling of fingers thrusting in and out, she longed even more for his enormous penis to penetrate her—that sensation…

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

Catherine very carefully extended her hand from her sleeping bag, then slipped it into her son's sleeping bag, and slowly, stealthily, moved it down inch by inch until she was close to his enormous penis.

"Oh! Brian! Darling!"

she cried excitedly, her hand touching her son's enormous penis. "Come on! Please!

This thing is so big, so big that she can't wrap her arms around it." Perhaps his huge penis was too damn big to fit into her tight little cunt, but it was too late to say that; she had already asked him to fuck her.

She thrust her hips toward Shev, feeling her son's huge penis throbbing and trembling against her lower body.

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

After forcefully thrusting into his mother's warm, wet vagina, Xuefu thrust deeper and deeper, trying to completely insert his large penis into her body. Even now, he still couldn't quite believe it was real, that his dream had truly come true—to fuck his beautiful mother's alluring vagina?

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

As Xuefu began to fuck her roughly again, she prayed that she wouldn't wake her husband.

While fucking his mother, Xuefu reached out and hugged her, grabbing her large, soft breasts, roughly squeezing and kneading them while fucking her wet vagina.

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

His penis was like a huge, legendary candle, continuously spraying out large amounts of deadly male "milk," which not only quickly filled her narrow vagina but also enticingly oozed out. Her orgasm, though extremely intense, ended quickly. In fact, as she lay down, her son was still gently thrusting in and out with his soaking wet penis, as if trying to push the overflowing seeds of immorality back into her vagina.

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

"Mmm, Brian!"

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

Catherine whispered softly, then turned over and went to sleep.

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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