I picked up the magazine, opened it to the centerfold again and really looked at her. Mom was a little thinner back then and obviously younger, but it was easy to see her as she was now lying on that pool table.
Her long legs were well shaped and her stomach hard and flat, but to my chagrin, my eyes lingered on her breasts. They weren't as big as a lot of the porn stars or nude models I'd seen. But they weren't that small and they were perfectly round, firm and her small pink n*****s were hard between her red fingernails.
I turned the page to where she was on her knees on the table and looked at her ass, it wasn't as small as I would have thought for how thin she was, but round with a sweet curve to her cheeks. Sweet curve? What the hell was wrong with you, Paul? Put the damn thing away,
