I agree. Sitting back I take a sip of the wine and just look at him and smile. I get up and check the door and where anyone else might be and find no ...ne at all around. I close the door and walk over to him and get down on my knees in front of him and put my open mouth over his zipped cock just to indicate the extent of what he is getting into. He unzips quickly and his partially turgid cock (shaved like mine!) bulges out into my mouth and I suck it all in and nuts too, gently and firmly and my. That was the first time I ever masturbated. Now, every time I masturbate, I have a fantasy of being in mom’s place that night. Tristan’s voice trailed off to silence. I was too stunned to say anything. I just wrapped my arms around him and held him until I was sure he was asleep.The following night I had more questions.Tristan: I watched them several more times. I saw that not only was mom blindfolded but she had her wrists tied to her knees. Dad was so wonderful and gentle with mom. . “Don't be sad Sam” he said, as she passed him his tea. “Dad would have been proud of you today and moved by the way you spoke about mum in the church Richard” she said. At that moment a single tear ran down her face and he instinctively reached up to wipe it away, as he had done many times when she was younger. She held his hand against her cheek and gently kissed it.She looked at the bath and said “happy memories, how many times were we in this tub as k**s”,as if to echo his own memories,. And she chose her parents. My heart was broken but eventually, I got out of it and I’m happy now. She remained silent. I told her that I have learnt one thing in life that is to move on with whatever we have. She agreed to that. She came and sat beside me. I asked her if she had any other relatives. She told me that her elder sister lives in Chennai with her husband and children. She added that her sister visits her once a year. It was mostly sad things we had discussed till then. I wanted to.