Big?” I had to ask. She hung her head as if in shame. She didn’t answer me as we arrived at the gate of a Beverley Hills mansion. I pressed the i...tercom, said the password and were buzzed in. Only a few cars were parked at the house. My contact told me that this was a small intimate affair. “What if he recognizes me?” asked Laura. “Your own mother couldn’t identify you under all that make-up and in that slutty dress,” I assured her. “I’m scared,” said Laura. “I don’t know what to do.” . It was classic missionary style with my legs bent at the knee and spread a little. He kept his cock in me for a few seconds and then reached and pulled my legs up behind his back so that I could take him more deeply into me. Oh my God. It felt so good as he penetrated me deeply and I was swooning from the passion. I remember thinking “I am now a woman.” The first few thrusts were a little uncomfortable, but after that it felt good and natural. He pumped on me for probably 5 minutes and. It sounded like Mom! I inched closer to her room, peering in through the slightly open door. I gasped -- she was naked, lying on her bed, thrusting a humming dildo in and out of her vagina."Uh uh uh...oh, Dave...yes, yes..." she murmured.Even in my surprise I noted that my Mom's body wasn't bad, only a little sag in her breasts and "Mom fat" around her midsection. Her shoulder-length blonde hair was splayed around her head on the bed and her tanned, angular features were contorted with desire. My muscles soon relaxed and the huge dildo started to slide easily back and forth as she screwed me with it."Shit, Yes, Yes, screw me harder!" I cried"If you insist!" she replied cheekily.I heard her grunting with the efforts as she built up speed and was soon driving the full 8-inches into me like a piston engine."Oh that's it, harder, Harder!" I gasped in pleasureThe hard screwing that my butt was receiving was causing me to get pushed back and forth quite strongly and I moved my arms out in.