She was patiently obeying my directions like c***dren do with their parents. I selected a short, see-through nightgown."Time to get baby dressed for s...eep," I said trying to hide how nervous I was faced with the prospect of seeing mom completely naked. Maybe she, still a little drunk, didn't noticed my slightly stammering voice. To my surprise she undid the towel and dropped it, revealing her nakedness. I did my best to disguise my stares but when I was pulling on the nightgown I couldn't help. Instead, he was surprised to find his bedroom door wide-open and Cory lying sideways across his king-sized bed, facing the door, her head propped up on her right elbow. A mass of long blonde hair spilled over her shoulder and was partially covering her right breast. Her bikini top lay beside her. Ryan stopped in the doorway, his mouth ajar. He had seen Cory on many occasions at the pool and always had to take care not to stare. She had great firm breasts with big, dark aureoles and he. Rolling her eyes and counting to ten as she looks him over figuring he is another drunk asshole. She saunters over to him, mustering up her best bitchy voice. Loudly she says, "What the hell? The bar is closed, get the fuck out!" Petar struggles with his balance and failing. He hears her voice and immediately pauses to look in her direction. Now in a sitting position he sees her feet first, the toes neatly painted in green polish, the sandals loose around her feet. As his eyes trail up her long. She pushed him off her and quickly covered her dripping cunt. They sat back, listened to the weather report saying they were 2 hours away from snow fall. She told him to get rest and she would shower and wake them later. Three hours passed and Ron felt her waking him. Helen was in a house robe telling him to lay and wait for Pete to wake him after she had left the room. She walked to Pete bent forward, waking him then winking as she knew her naked ass cheeks were in Ron's view. Pete pulled her.