It was getting warm and the beers I had earlier only made me that much hotter. The bass player started with a heavy riff and various people began to j...ump and raise their arms. More lights came on and they strobed colorful flashes across the audience while fog machines shot puffs of thick smoke across the stage. The silhouettes of the band members stood there with white smoky auras. I love this band and I was having fun, but I’m a bit too old to be moshing with the kids in the front row;. I had complete faith in the wisdom and goodness of my mother, and most of all in her love for me. I have never doubted for one moment that she loved me with all her being--and I have always loved my mother with a love too deep for words.Now if all this sounds sickeningly goody-goody and boring beyond endurance, let me tell you that there was another side to it. My mother loved to have fun. She had a delightful sense of humor and we played all kinds of tricks on each other. We laughed as much as. His moans of pleasure as she took him into her mouth drove her on, worshipping his hot cock and covering it with her saliva. "Mmm you feel so hard, I need you inside me now." She purred. Without missing a beat Chris moved her around, laying her flat on her back as he slid between her thighs. His cock slid down between her cheeks as he pressed close to her. Shifting her hips she reached for his slick cock and pressed his head against her tight hole. He shifted slightly and slowly started. It is still very hard as I brush my fingertips against it. Hot and dry and smooth. I dance my touch down the shaft, over the freshly shaved balls, plucking gently on the loose skin of his scrotum before travelling back up the shaft and gripping the foreskin with thumb and forefinger, pulling it together over the tip of his glans, causing a little jerk as pressure is applied to the sensitive head beneath. Even with the movement of my thrusts I can feel Jimmy’s pulse racing, blood thundering.