I had not slept well and was not yet ready to wake up. So when I felt my wife's hand on my cock I had a definate dilemma. Part of my brain was jumping...up and down, saying alright, time to party. But another part of my brain was yawning and wanting only to go back to sleep. It doesn't happen often, but that morning the sleepy side won out. I mumbled something along the lines of "later, dear, I'm really tired" and closed my eyes. My wife must have been really surprised, cause somewhere in my. .?”“You want to masturbate together, Mom?” I asked. She blushed so prettily. She swallowed, her hands rubbing at her thighs. I licked my lips. This was perfect. I pounced on my mother. She wasn't ready for me to push her back against the counter and kiss her on the mouth. I thrust my tongue past her lips.She moaned and then her arms were around me. She kissed me back with this fiery heat. My mother and I locked lips. I groaned, my hands sliding up her sides to squeeze her breasts through the. I danced for a few more minutes, alternating with more glasses of wine, and ultimately needed to go to the washroom. As I picked my way through the crowd, the press of bodies was tight, and the place was quite warm. My back and stomach were a little sweaty, and I thought the restroom would give me a chance to wipe down a little.I went into one of the stalls, did my business and pulled my thong back up, then flushed and walked over to one of the sinks. The restroom door opened, and a tall. " You'll be in a nightie won't you mum?" I asked."Of course. And a pair of knickers also. Why should we sleep alone when we have each other?" Said mum.My mother had been standing in front of me totally naked for so long it was becoming natural for me to see her this way. I almost wanted to tell her to stop when she went about selecting a pair of white nylon knickers and pulled them on with a pale blue sheer nightie."So Mark, pull back the covers and get into bed. I'll be back in a second after.