I had a dual feeling: on the one side I was just a grandma (age wise/not related) to her or could at least be her mother and on the other hand I really wanted to fuck her in my bed. I felt I could not resist it. After all, why should I ? We had a couple of extra slow dances and then I took her back to the cubicle and started to whisper lovely words in her ear. Her reaction was prompt as she whispered back: please carry one with your scenario. I did not imagine I could be so naughty with my words that came out of my mind, from nowhere or was it a hidden fantasy. Surely it was: I gave her graphic descriptions of my tongue rolling in and out of her pussy for example to which she reacted softly asking that we should leave to put everything in practice as she said she could not take no more of it and was no longer interested in virtual descriptions. So I had to move on. I told her that we could go to my hotel but she turned the proposal down saying again that she never did it in a hotel and would rather take to her studio flat in Camden. We then left the place and hired a cab. Half and hour later we arrived to her place. Minutes later upon locking the door she pushed me against a partition and started to give ma long french kiss, her hand rubbing my bottom. I felt her boobs against mine and suddenly her hand slided down to touch my pussy. I was now holding her head tucked onto my bra and has ample time to feel her Chanel fragrance. It was lovely. She then moved back and said she would go to the bathroom first asking me to pour drinks or put the TV on. I did not think it was appropriate to put the BBC or ITV on in this situation and took over in the bathroom as she came out of it. I said Sorry but the TV is not really something we need to which she replied that she meant a porn video laughing. Now she was standing in front of me wrapped up in her towel not revealing anything of her nice body. I removed my clothes and moved to the bathroom and she said laughing " How lovely" adding thar she will put a film in the video deck. Now in the bathroom I felt I was terribly excited. My pussy was wet, even dripping slightly and my mind was whirling around trying to sort out all the fantasies I wanted to share with her. It took sometime under the hot water trying to relax or was it just to get more excited in the anticipation of the next scene. Now I was ready, took a towel and got out of the bathroom. The lounge was empty. Helen was in the bedroom. I heard her asking me to come and hurry she said. My heart was beating with excitement and worry. After all she was younger..I entered the semi-lit bedroom. She was lying on her back, her legs totally unfolded, her had playing with her pussy. The drinks were on a tray by a bed side and on her room TV set, there was a lesbian film being played.