Whacking off to your own mother, so is this how you get your rocks off every night huh? How long have you been peeping on me you little pervert?” Sh... asked look into my eyes. I didn't dare answer here, I was not sure if she wanted an answer so I just tried to look at the floor and say nothing. She grabbed my by the chin hard and forced me to look at her. “Well answer me.”“Im sorry mom I really didn't mean to.” I tried to apologize again. She slapped my across the face pretty hard. “Do not try. ..oh no, I''m not doing that! I'm too fat and my tits are..." Nonsense, you look fine and, besides, you're missing the point. Don't you think there will be guys who will see your naked pictures and masturbate to them...imagining they're fucking you? You look good Betty. Who gives a shit if your body isn't perfect?"I didn't give her a chance to say no. I set my phone to camera and began to shoot shots of her in her shorts and tee shirt. "Come on now, it'll be fun. Try to smile. OK, now. Master! Just for the record, and no offense, but I’m using only certain titles for each of you. Ryan’s my husband, the man who I love, adore, the man who holds my heart even now. I’m still his woman first at heart. I’m his wife, his esposa. I admire and enjoy you, Master, and I will obey you at all times, but please don’t ask me to call you, ‘papi.’ That word is reserved for mi esposo, my husband, my sweet Ryan. My very patient, longsuffering hubby. Is that fair, Master?” Brenda stated in no. "Here's to the future. I don't have any idea how this is going to play out, but it ought to be one hell of a ride!" he said, throwing back the large shot he had poured for himself.I noticed he hadn't filled mine quite as full, but I didn't mind. It tasted good and it warmed me on the way down. But since I had a feeling I would need all my wits around me to get through this evening, a small one was sufficient."You ready?" I asked.Roger nodded."Nicky? Would you do me a favor and go to Jessica's.