My penis had become so excited by the performance that I am quite sure that it started to grow. I had always had a fascination with masturbation, espe...ially while watching her, but my wrists were just as strapped down as they were when I first sat in the chair, and I was restrained from touching myself in anyway.Sandy continued to fondle her luscious breasts, my desire for her bikini to be removed having found it's way into the non-existent category. Her thumb slipped its way underneath the. It all points to Bobby." Didn't you hear what we just said?" asked Sandy incredulously.Pete's shoulders slumped a little. 'This was why cops have such a high divorce rate, ' he thought sadly. 'Civilians can never understand what people, even people you think you know, are really capable of.'"You're emotionally involved," said Pete stiffly, as he turned to head for his car. "I can't afford to be." Goddamn it Pete, this is insane!" screamed Sandy after him.Pete got into his car without looking. Her and the other youngsters working locally used to pile into cars of a Saturday night and head off to the local dance hall. After a few weeks she fell for a French boy called Amedi who drove a Simca. One night, after the dance finished and everyone else had got lifts home, Maggie and Amedi walked back to the Simca having enjoyed a few glasses of 'limonade rouge' as the local firewater was called! They sat in the front seats holding hands and giggling about the rockn'roll dancing they had been. My son knew what his mom would be looking at.He spurted out his excitement by saying, “Ye to tere liye hi hai meri raani……. mai tumhe zaroor dikhaoonga pehale shaadi honede. Fir aram se dekhna ise.”I really felt so shy at his dirty words spoken to his mother that I put my heads down with absolute embarrassment. My son got ready for our most sacred i****t wedding. He was wearing cream colored shervani and red shawl. Oohhh he looked like a prince in that outfit.My motherly heart looked at him.