You see, as long as I can remember, she excited me sexually.My mom is soon to be thirty-two. Eating right and working out has produced a slim, firm bo...y. I guess the right genes don't hurt either. The ones Grandma passed on and the tight ones she wears. Okay, so those are spelled differently. Sue me. But, oh my, how those jeans mold to her incredible ass! But let's not jump ahead. Let's start at the top. Her long blonde hair flows gently around her gorgeous face. And I mean gorgeous -- high. She kissed him some more kissing and nibbling his other nipple. Moving down she kissed his belly putting her tongue in his belly button.she put her hands on his knees n slid them up his thighs rubbing one hand on his dick she stroked the lenth of him from the end right back to his balls.she could feel him throbbing through his trousers,she popped open his top button and slid down his zip pulled his trousers to his ankles and smiled,looking up at him she took a deep breath, slowly opened her. “Yeah.” Zoë nodded, “Or don’t.”“I’m going to feel like an asshole either way if she starts talking to a jerk,” I realized.“Nah,” Zoë shook her head, “She’ll come home with me tonight. She always does.”“Always?” I scratched my head, “I’ve always thought she was, you know...”“Like me?” Zoë snorted, “C’mon shit for brains. Let’s go party!”I didn’t even know who’s house we were at. We had walked, it took about half an hour, I hadn’t been in this neighborhood since elementary school. Zoë led, I hung. I tell Helen to undress down to her underwear, she says 'yes master' and them starts to strip.She gets down to her underwear, i reach for my blindfold and slip it over her eyes. The i turn her round and take her bra off, so i can play with her breasts. Then after a while, her nipples hard, but this time i opted not to use pegs, i opt to nipple clamp them both. Helen doesn't like a lot of pain, so i do it very carefully, so she can handle it. I then then lead her to the bed. My bed is a four.