Now I heard a thump, thump on the stairs. It wasn't the sound of someone running or quietly padding the stairs. It was a deliberate stagger, as if som...one was drunk. (For those keeping score, my mom never ever was drunk) I almost jumped ten feet when my mother appeared at the kitchen threshold, her face looking odd. What was even odder was that she was NUDE, my mom, NUDE man. My jaw dropped, my eyes popping out. Mom: [Sounding like a stoner or a drunk] "Is your father here?"Me: "Na...no. She : I feel scared can you come along you then stand a bit far from me but I won’t go in aloneMe : (I was tired of getting the same thought again and again and how did you became so luck today)OkWe started walking and after a few seconds we were in a place that we could not see the road and even couldn’t be seen from the road. She then acted as if she slipped back and straight on to me. I tried to balance here and finally we were in front of each oder lost in each oders eyes. She slightly. At that time in vagina some juice came. I lively see that one after that vagina getting wet I inserted my finger on her pussy. I slowly move and give fro motion she increased her sound to move fast. I fingering fast. Within a five minutes her juice came fully in ma finger and I licked that one it’s a different in taste; she thanked me a lot and give so many kisses on my body and even on my tool and told me to get fresh up I told her to go first once again he kissed my fore head and by covering. He pulled it towards him, backing up as he did so. I admired his bunched biceps and the cords which stood out in his neck as he took up the weight of the piece. When the other end of the long chest slid to the end of the tailgate, I grabbed it and together we hauled it up the steps and into Jay's bedroom. We set it down with the drawers against the bed and returned to the truck for the mirror which attached to the back of it. Back in the bedroom, I helped Jay secure the long mirror to the chest.