He was genuinely curious what was going on in her mind at this point.She paused her ministrations for a moment, her fingers laying still. Then she beg...n once more.“You were angry. At me, I think.” She said haltingly. There was another pause before she continued. “I want to make you happy.”This made sense to Jason in light of the binding of the ring she wore, but it was still so out of character from how she used to treat him. She didn’t seem to aware of the incongruence of what she was saying,. I comply and sit watching her, my pussy throbbing with desire.Finally she turns to face me, smiling. "You ever been tied up and fucked?" holding out a blindfold and some leather cuffs to show me.I nod, nervously wondering exactly what she has in mind as she walks over to me and sitting astride me starts to kiss me again before pulling my top over my head to reveal the black lace bra I am wearing."Mmmmm nice tits," before she starts to kiss down my neck and moving my bra aside to expose my. Before I could get them off good she was had my half erect dick in her mouth. With here licking up and down the shaft I was hard in seconds. Slowly taking my dick deeper, stroking up and down, I leaned against the wall. Just as I was about to cum I heard the the front door close. I put my pants back on and as she headed downstairs. Passing the kitchen my mom said goodnight but gave me the we-need-to-talk look. Quickly walking here home I couldn't help thinking about how my moms breasts looked. Probably because of my last thought of what his wife was up to—indeed to what she and I had so recently been up to—I’d jumped to a conclusion about what he was referring to. But I knew that couldn’t be right. Gifford was looking intensely into my eyes, trying to convey I know not what.“Yes, our ocean house up on the bluff at the headland,” he was saying, showing me those big pearly teeth again. “We call it Bianca’s Box. We had it built in our cubist period, and now we want to add a wing that.