While massaging her back I slowly unstrapped her bra and she told me not to do so. But I told there was no one around and it was making a problem in t...e massage. She didn’t make a move so I continued to massage then I moved on to her legs.Slowly trying to rub into her panties on her butt. She didn’t mind it either. Later on I told her to turn around and face up. With her bra still on its place but unstrapped she turned around. I started applying oil on her belly and rub it gently. I was moving. .. showing me.”I threw a look over my shoulder, my lower lip padding. “Are you sure? Don’t you like how I look in my panties?”“Yeah,” he growled. “Maybe a little ... too much.”I squealed in delight at that. I spun around and bounced in place, my pigtails flying about my face. My nipples ached as my little titties jiggled in my tight, white blouse. I clapped my hands together as such delight squealed from my lips.Mom thrust her head back into the living room. “What are you so excited. The familiar smell of fresh paint bringing a new clarity to my memory of the day before.Strange how smell does that, it can even trigger a dormant memory. Betty was bright and cheery, full of smiles and conversation, just like normal, again not a hint of what had happened.I got on with the hallway painting, all the time wondering....what was going to happen. I don't know what I was expecting, in this situation, left to your own thoughts for the most part the imagination runs wild.Would she just. I leaned forward and swung my tits in his face and urged him to suck my nipples. Alan grabbed my tits and buried his face between my soft fleshy melon-like boobs.He began thrusting up into me; I could feel my arse cheeks wobbling as he rammed his dick harder and harder up in to my arsehole. I knew from experience it wouldn't take long for him to cum, and I wanted to cum at the same time, but I needed more action in the cunt area. Whispering over his grunts of exertion as he continued to hammer.