I guess my dad was already asleep. It was summer and she was wearing a lightweight cotton nightie. As I stood there unsteadily with a goofy grin on my...face I thought to myself, man that's pretty short, it barely covers her ass and I don't think she's wearing a bra either. My mom was 40 and really was a looker. She's tall, about 5' 8", with long legs and an ass that looks great in tight jeans. Her tits are about a full C and look good on her slim frame. I held on to a chair so I wouldn't sway. “Now push it inside of me.” It wasn’t the tightest ass but to my surprise it wasn’t as huge as I thought it was going to be. I got the head in and then with each thrust I was finally able to go deep inside of her. Looking down at her she gave me this look of pleasure and just like her pussy she had the same unbelievable control and I began to pound her like it was her pussy that I had just got done pounding.I pushed her legs back which made her asshole that much more tighter. “Come on bitch. ‘I hope you aren’t mad at the boys asking you about becoming their Mommy, honey.’ ‘Dave,’ answered Nancy, ‘they didn’t ask, and no of course I didn’t mind. They are young, and don’t realize that you and me are from two different worlds. I love you, but I’m just a coke whore, not exactly good mother material don’t you agree?’ ‘Damn it Nancy, you aren’t that person any longer,’ Dave clouded up at the challenge. ‘That Nancy was a person I never met, but the one that is here right now I really care. Once there, they found a tent had been put up. An old army blanket had been spread on the ground, with Starchild grooving to the music. The food was passed around and eaten. Red then produced a funny cigarette, which was enjoyed by everyone, including Eric. He still coughed when he inhaled put soon he didn't really care. The music was just oh so groovy.After Joe Cocker was done, his band stuff was cleared and another band called 'The Who' started to perform a song called 'We're not Gonna Take.