I shuddered as the last of the orgasm flowed through me and after a moment of leaning against the wall, to catch my breath, I slid my legs from Paul's shoulders and eased off the couch.

Paul was breathing hard, his face beet red from being smothered by his mother's thighs and pussy. His face was glistening and he looked more surprised than turned on. I stood looking down at him and noticed his cock had softened, but was still semi hard.

"Hmm, you made me come hard." I told him, "Good job, baby boy. Now it's time for you to really fuck me."

"I'm done." Paul declared.

"You're done...