She reached back and unhooked her bra and released two of the nicest breast I have ever seen. I would guess 34D and sticking straight out in a come hi...her manner. “I would like to perform the rest of the massage nude, as you are, if that’s OK?” I thought it a little unusual but what the hell, I might get lucky. “Sure, no problem, be my guest." She quickly shed her shorts and thong and it was a very fetching sight. Her pussy was shaved with a tiny cleft of hair just above her clit. She climbed. "What's your name?" Paul's mom asked me a moment later while directingme into their sitting room. I obediently followed and took a seat ontheir couch while she sat across from me. I had hoped that I would beable to talk to Paul, but it looked like his mom wanted to get to knowme first."Megan," I replied. Her eyes shot up in shock again. Obviously, Paulhad told her about me."But you look so different..." she voiced. I knew that was the case,but I also knew I looked similar enough that she should. The foreplay was over. He began pounding my pussy hard and fast. I was actually surprised that he lasted as long as he did before I heard him grunt, his cock thrust deep inside me and his cum spewing. I tightened my pussy as much as I could as I fucked him back. A few more thrusts and he stopped moving. His balls were empty. He rolled off me and had a strange look on his face when I ask if he wife ever did this. "This" was moving me head back to his cock and cleaning it with my mouth and. I stood and watched as Betty and my mom worked the crowd of guys. Mom took six loads as I watched. This was making me real mad. This is my mom, the woman did not even seem to like sex or ever talk about sex. I was not sure what to do. I left and went home. I thought about what I had seen all night. I was not sure what to do or say to mom the next time I saw her. This went on about a month then she said she was going over to Betty's house again. I went back to the dogging spot and sure enough.