Sensual shadows and erotic curves entranced my mind. The perfume of cinnamon and nutmeg filled my senses. She moved slightly, her hands bound to the b...ed head, her face masked and gagged pressed to the down filled pillow. Her body curved as she knelt with her ass in the air, legs parted, cheeks firm and round. I could take my pick, and neared the edge of the bed, the height so well judged that my erect member so easily sought its goal. Her maid-servant, herself a well rounded and pretty young. I went out and he explained that they were wanting to see if his son would like to get involved like I started doing a few years prior. I felt kind of odd as if I were ruin an innocent young boy. But he reminded me that these guys would go about it like they did with me. Not pushy. They don't want to ruin anyone. So I said I'd broach the subject with him.When I got back in the room, he was out of the bathroom. I started talking with him about basic stuff, trying to broach the subject. . From her back, Mom roused and said, “No, that was not even close to the first time on this table.” As Mom sat up, she said, “I’ve had Our Man on this table even before the new windows, but that’s only because my sexual relationship with Our Man is the only one that greatly predates Charlie being Our Man. You’ll have your times.”Through some unseen method, Mom got Dad to extract himself from her pussy and set her feet on the floor. While Dad was still standing, Mom knelt in front of him and took. But teasing her, I moved away.After rubbing her shoulders for a short time, I untied her, turned her over onto her back, and retied her to the bed. Starting with her feet, I again worked my way back up, coming close to, but not touching, both her cunt and her breasts. I then asked if I could blindfold her. She had some hesitation, but knowing she could trust me, she consented. With her eyes covered, she was able to concentrate that much more on the pleasurable feelings my hands were giving her..