Ah... what a view!  So elegant, so mature!  And that ass... gods, Tzahala was hard as a rock already, even before she saw her bosom, so big and soft, yet still perky but not like Tzahala's or April's tits; no, she had a lovely womanly ass, and big womanly breasts... so Tzahala took her hand, kissed it, and then led her back with her own raging hard-on pointing the way.<br/><br/>"Hmm... I'd like to sit on mama's lap..." she said, and truthfully she wouldn't mind at all "Or she could sit on mine... now here we are!"<br/><br/>She gestured to the decently sized tub filled to almost overflowing with bubbles, a bottle of wine and two glasses at one end, and the soaps to the other.  That, and a block of baker's chocolate, which Tzahala sat next to, crossing her legs with her cock still stick up at attention from between them, and with a small knife cut a few more pieces into the bath, before reaching in and stirring it, making sure it dissolved.  Then with her bubble-laden hand, she offered the matronly woman a hand into the bath, and would pour her a glass of wine right after - a red wine, not the best but not the cheapest either and completely kosher.  She'd pour one for herself only if 'Mama' offered; this was forher, after all.<br/><br/>"Warm?  Comfy?  Need more chocolate?" she asked, deeply breathing to get the full scent of the chocolate from the bubbly bath "Ah... I'll let you enjoy that for a bit, and later I'll climb in and help you wash up.  Is there anything you need in the meantime, mama?"