I wanted to leave the room for the pool but didn't want to miss "my guests". So I pulled up a chair outside of my room so I could see if any one came ...own the hall toward the room. And I had a beer. A short time later I noticed two guys, Hispanic as well, laughing and smiling and looking in my direction, they were drinking as well and then waved. I waved back and waited. They drank at least two more beers and then slowly started to make their way towards where I was sitting. One of them said. I also saw her tits and pussy being molested as she floated over the crowd.Upon her return Mom said, “That was the best thing that has ever happened to me.”Pretty much the rest of the concert was a long massive blur of smoking, drinking, and groping. Mom let six or seven guys fuck her, she gave four blowjobs, and she rolled around on the ground with another woman in a sixty-nine. I captured all of it with my camera.After the concert was over I helped my mother back to our car. I didn’t even. One nipple was pierced with a small bar. She warned me that they were sensitive. “What do I care?” I started to slap her breasts back and forth. Jasmin leaned away, trying to protect herself. “Don’t back away when I’m hitting you, bitch!”She said, “I’m sorry, sir,” and repositioned herself for more punishment.I went back at it, taking healthy swings. Her B-cups were firm and didn’t jiggle that much with each slap. Ah, the joys of youth.After a few minutes of this, my hands were starting to. She slowly moves her hand up his abdomen and across his chest until she can feel his erect nipple between her fingers. She pinches it gently at first but slowly increasing the pressure until her fingernails bite deep into the flesh around his nimbus. He feels his breath quicken and he raises his hands to stroke her waist. She stops and slaps his hands down. Turning away as she does so. He jerks to attention shocked by her strike, suddenly he feels silly and a little awkward unsure what to.