She had been pounding the drinks and I was hoping maybe it would lead somewhere more. So she was gone for about 20 minutes while me and my friend sat ...nd got dried off. I went into the room we were using to check on her and found her passed out on the bed with just a towel loosely around her. I tried talking to her and got nothing. She was very drunk. I went and got Mark and told him to come check something out. He came in just in the robe he had changed into. We joked about drunk so was and. “Damn baby, you sure do have a talented tongue! Thanks for taking care of cleaning me out. That’s something else you share with your father, he liked eating my creampies too. He would even eat another guy’s cum out of me.”I made a kind of face at that remark, “I don’t know about doing that. I figure if I eat mine that it was in me before anyway but I don’t think I want to eat another guys stuff.”Mom just laughed and walked out the door with me following behind her. As we entered the kitchen we. The passion was at the top level. All I could hear was her moaning. We switched positions. Now the cowgirl was riding me like a pro. I was squeezing her, bouncing juicy boobs, and she was moaning loudly. We both were having the best time of our lives.She was leaning forward and back, giving and receiving ultimate pleasure. After a few minutes, we switched to doggy style. I started to thrust her pussy hard. She was in pain, but immense pleasure had her totally. I was leaning on her, fucking her. I started to get a fatty. Man. I didn’t even know if he was interested and already I was thinkin’ thoughts. I couldn’t help it. He was a beaut bloke.We talked some more, just general chat.It was hot, lyin’ still in the sun. “I’m cookin’,” said Mattie, leverin’ himself up from his towel. “I’m goin’ in for a quickie.”“A quickie, huh?” I replied. “I’ll come with you.”He gave me a sharp look then laughed. “Puns are us, huh?”Damn. Mustn’t make risqué jokes.The water was chilly. We dived into the.