They quietly chatted at the side of the room while Seema talked to her mother. After twenty minutes or so, Seema disconnected from her mother. Tears ...ere streaming down her face but she wore a broad smile on her lips. As Ron had predicted, Mrs. Patel had wished her only daughter well. Her mother was very happy to know Seema was going to put her college degree to such a good use. "Perhaps Mr. Ron would be so kind and let you visit your family when his business brings him back to India." Mrs.. Just for half a second. And there was a quicker motion under the covers than before, then the buzzing stopped. My mom tensed and froze up for a second. Then another song started, and she relaxed. And I noticed the motion continue. I started massaging more loosely now, moving my hands a lot more, whereas before I was so distracted I barely moved my hands at all, just massaging the same spot over and over until my mom said something.But that moment happened. My mom was masturbating. With her. Gripped her left boob which wasn’t fit my hand at all. But started pressing it. I loved it. I never in the past gripped a boob of that size.I am not feeling comfortable with the bra she wore. I felt it like an enemy. I slid my hand beneath of the bra and thats the moment I waited for. So soft and skiddy skin. I played with both the boobs for half an hour with my left hand.Meanwhile, she opened her eyes and made an eye contact with me for few minutes and after that closed her eyes.Firstly, I. It's real personal and I want your opinion. You see I have just recently gotten pretty turned on to sex and to masturbation. I just love to play with myself and get off. I do it a lot. That's one of the reasons Mom sent me up to see you and Liz. Mom thinks I am wacko but I know I'm not. I just like to get off and it feels so good."Jim said nothing and Nancy continued her story," Well anyway Uncle Jim. I enjoy playing with myself so much I have decided to do it for real when I get back, you know.