My musings on her will power and concentration were cut short as soon as I curled my two fingers inside her p***y. I slowly began to massage her g-spot. I watched with glee as my mother's face showed complete surprise, then with a high pitched moan, she fell backward onto the couch. She grabbed the couch pillows on either side of her for stability and clung to them for dear life. Her body began to shake from her feet to her arms. Her face was scrunched up in concentration and her eyes were clamped tightly shut. I continued to suck her c**t and massage her g-spot as I watched her come down from orgasm high. I knew that with my mother's sensitive p***y and c**t, along with her body's natural readiness to experience orgasms (at least when I was involved) if I continued steadily stimulating he
