So, I kept touching myself and moaning.But I suddenly heard some footsteps and somebody giggling.I opened my eyes again; but this time I found two han...some young boys there close to me, staring at my fingers buried in my wet cunt.“Sorry, Ma’am… your husband indicated us to come here directly”Said the older one, looking a bit embarrassed…“Easy, guys… be welcome. Go ahead and get started…”I just replied, as I was withdrawing my fingers from my cunt.The older one introduced himself as Burt and his. To be honest, neither of us had a problem with this as long as the perpetrators were guilty. We did believe in justice, following the due process of the law, and a fair trial. I think this is why we both wanted to be detectives.We wanted to make sure that the people who made other peoples’ lives miserable did get what they deserved and that innocents dragged into their schemes were also treated fairly.We both hoped that our new abilities would help us achieve these outcomes.It was not a pretty. Gripping his hand, Brian led him along like a lost dog. He pushed directly into the bushes behind the bench, leading the man a short distance to a very small, secluded spot among the foliage. There was very little light, and the only sound was a soft breeze rustling through the branches above. Brian turned swiftly and smiled up at his new client, reaching out to cup his hand over the bulge in his pants. He watched anxiously as the stranger reached again into his wallet and extracted a single. She was milky white, slim and looked young for a mother of a 30-year old guy. Manu was staying in Mysore which is my native place. We decided to meet in a commonplace. We met at Mysore railway station and talked normally after breaking the initial discomfort.He then drove me to a secluded place and we discussed the major plan about his mom. I expressed my concern if this forceful act goes out of hand. He promised me to stand in front and save me if this goes out of control. The same day he took.