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 t...ailed 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. . Look me in the eyes and pull me down to you and start kissing me. Our tongues meet and our hands are feeling each others bodies. I reach up to your head. Grab hold of your hair and pull your head to the side. I start to bite your neck, not to hard as I don't want to hurt you. You gasp and reach down and feel my cock through my trousers. You start to rub hard then feel for the button and zip. You break free and kneel down in front of me. You pull my trousers down then my boxers. Without using. While the years and gravity have had an effect on her body, I think it makes her even more desirable. Her 38D breasts hang a little more than they used to, as do her arse cheeks, but combined with her sultry looks and new found confidence in herself, she is one sexy woman.Today we were hoping to fulfil a few fantasies in one go. We hadn't fulfilled any of these partly because of my fear of being caught by the wrong people and partly because of my possessiveness of Kasey.I did fantasise about. ” At Kennedy's raised eyebrow about the half, Faith continued with a grin, “Know that blind slayer Karen? She walked in on us in the towel closet once but yonno; doesn't fully count if she didn't see anything.”Kennedy rolled her eyes but continued on with her previous train of thought.“But you see what I mean, right? You guys have been slayers forever but after six weeks together, you can't keep your hands off each other. What the hell are the rest of us who aren't shacked up with our honey.