“Yes Mummy, I’m sorry Mummy!” he sobbed, his mother smiling widely & hugging he face back into those firm smooth breasts again. “There, there ...issy Baby!” she said, soothing him, “Mummy is very proud of you for telling her the truth, no matter how painful it is or how embarrassing it is for your pervert fetish.” She laughed softly. His humiliation was complete, he got hard listening to his own stepmother masturbating in the night. That made her feel so hot & turned on. She wanted more, she. I sighed, tapping my foot, patiently waiting. Another five minutes went by, and I just about had enough. I opened the door and walked right in, making sure no one would notice my entrance.I made my way upstairs, following the lock I had on Tracy’s mind. When I reached her room, I opened her door and walked right in, smiling at her boyfriend as he started trying to cover himself up.“Who the Fuck are you!” the skull tattooed senior demanded. “You better get the fuck out before I fucken kill. 15am tomorrow, my house. love paula. xxI swear my heast skipped a beat. For the following day I spent my time grooming, scrubbing, ironing shirts, relaxing, and getting the day to pass as quick as possible until I met her. I slept a very unsettled sleep waking at 7 and showered. I put my freshly ironed clothes on and left at 9am. I was nervous, but as I had not had any 'me-time' for a couple of days, my balls felt tight and heavy. I arrived at her house, nothing to look at - but I opened. I need to talk to my wife Swathi in person. Be here we will come back after sometime”To be authentic, Rajesh starred at me and shouted angrily “Swathi come to bedroom, I need to talk to you and I have many questions for you. which I cannot ask before Vinod” I submissively agreed to Rajesh and slowly followed Rajesh to bed room, by this time as Rajesh anger has went down, Vinod came to bit normal. I mean not crying/weeping any more.Rajesh and me entered bed room and locked the door and we.