. Mom used her hands to loosen my belt and undo my pants, the zipper sounded amidst the moans of the other couples kissing and caressing and carousing and cumming. Okay! I helped her to recover, gave her a sip of cold beer and suggested she take it easy. Mom’s eyes fluttered open and I could see her take a moment to orient and remember what head transpired in the last hour. Both of us naked still, I could perceive by the early dim light, though I knew she had gotten up once to pee. My hard-on had become too uncomfortable in the restraint of my jeans. I reached down, scooped mom’s panties from the floor, and offered them to her. When she stiffened and then collapsed unconscious, I was scared for a moment. She sucked in a good toke and held it for a fair amount of time, then blew the blue smoke up toward the ceiling where the powered draft drew it out.
