She was letting me do the heavy petting on her and I was determined to fuck her tonight.A few minutes later she said she needed to go pee. It was now ...r never. When she came back I was naked and under her sheets. She said “Wow, really?”I said “Yes come here. I leaned over and undid her skirt. “Strip for me”She got undressed and into bed. We went back to rubbing each other and happily she was still soaking wet.I was really judging her pace to see I didn’t force too hard and scare her off. She. "Mmmmm....... , Mmmmm ....... , that feels so good Peter. Your Dad hasn't been around for a week to fondle my tits and I have missed it." I never said a word, and continued to press my palms against the sides of her breasts, all the while gradually working them round those glorious globes until my fingers were rubbing and softly pulling on her nipples. "Ohhhh Mom, you have such beautiful breasts. I have thought about touching them like this for so long." "Oh Peter, we shouldn't be doing this,. .her face?" I reply."I know....I dont know....I will make it alright....will buy her some flowers or some shit....I dont know?" She tails off sniffing loudly and I am guessing she is crying, or about to."Annie please...look at me" I sit firm and fold my arms tight across my chest. I cant resist but to peep at her over my shoulder, I see her face all blotchy staring back, the bottom of her breasts peeping out under her vest top, the ridiculous yellow polka dots of her cotton gusset as she lay. "Don't be frightened,Slut," I was told. "This is a sensory deprivation helmet and you willwear it to learn total trust in me. Now keep still while I put it onyou." I briefly saw the matching white leather of the inside of thehelmet and the rubber tube at the mouth position as it was brought to myface then darkness enveloped me. The large tube in my mouth allowed meto breathe easily which was fortunate as I felt a zipper being tuggeddown at the back of my head to seal me inside the hood. Moments.