Her heart races at the thought, but she hesitates just a moment longer before nodding slowly. "I...I think I want that," she whispers. Sam's body tenses against hers in anticipation as he feels her consent through every inch of skin they touch. She glances down at her son again, waiting for him to say something; to object or protest. But when he meets her eyes and gives a slight nod of encouragement, she knows there's no going back now.

Together, they guide Sam onto the blanket beside them, their naked bodies pressed tightly together as they explore each other in this new and thrilling way. Her son's hand strokes her breast while Sam's cock rubs against her clit, driving her wild with need. She moans loudly into the night air, lost in the sensations that consume her. It feels so good to be wanted like this...to belong somewhere. And as she looks down at them both - at her son and their new friend - she knows without a doubt that this is where she's meant to be.

Her son's cock fills her mouth as she sucks on it eagerly, moaning around him. She can feel Sam thrusting inside her, his hips pumping against hers in perfect rhythm. His strong hands grip her shoulders, holding her steady as he takes what he wants from her body. It's overwhelming but in the best possible way; she's never felt so desired or needed before.

As their passion reaches a fever pitch, she glances up at her son again. His eyes are closed tightly, his head thrown back as he focuses on the sensations coursing through him. She can see the tension building in his body, feel it throbbing between her lips. And then, with a hoarse cry that echoes across the night air, he comes hard and hot into her mouth.

Her own orgasm crashes over her in waves as she swallows every drop of him, savoring the taste of their shared pleasure. She arches her back off the ground, digging her nails into Sam's shoulders as she cries out his name, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony until they both collapse, spent and satisfied upon the blanket.

As the adrenaline begins to fade away, she glances around nervously, expecting someone to come and shoo them off for being too loud or inappropriate. But all is still; the other campers have long since retreated to their tents or cabins for the night. It's just the three of them here now, basking in the afterglow of an incredible experience they'll never forget. And as she lies there with her son and Sam wrapped around her, she realizes that this is only the beginning; that their journey together has truly just begun.

Cynthia gasps softly as Adrián begins to lick her. She's never experienced anything like this before, but the sensation is incredibly intense. Her son looks up at them with a mix of curiosity and arousal in his eyes. "I... I don't know," he whispers. "But if you both want it..."

She glances down at Adrián, her body trembling under his touch. "We could try... being together," she says hesitantly. "If that's what you want too."

As Adrián continues to touch them both, their bodies begin to respond eagerly. They've never experienced anything like this before, but the desire that grows between them is undeniable. Cynthia moans softly as she leans into him, her hips starting to move of their own accord. Her son watches them intently, his breath coming faster as Adrián fingers his ass lightly.

"I... I want this too," he whispers, unable to tear his eyes away from the sight before him. "But are you sure?"