It took some searching but I did. I had to work at getting my finger inside of it. It hurt a tiny bit at first, but I wanted to see if by doing the sa...e thing with my finger could make me react the way Mom was.I had my finger as far up inside of myself as I could get it. I stood there peering through the door watching her in the mirror. I had to squat just a little to get my finger all the way up inside of myself, standing there in the hallway. I kept my eyes fixed on Mom as her wrist really. Checking the rod I could feel extra weight. I let the boat drift a little longer then lifted the rod again. The weight was still there so I lifted the rod tip forcefully to set the hook. There was an immediate reaction at the other end. I lifted the rod and attempted to crank the reel. Once the fish was off the bottom it pulled line from the drag in an attempt to move back down. I kept up the pressure and after a few minutes I started to win the battle. I slowly brought the fish to the. I extinguished the candle and let my eyes adjust to the dark.I could hear a murmur of voices coming from the library side and approached the peep hole carefully. I had checked earlier to assure myself that the hole could not be seen from inside the room. I slid the cover aside and looked. Three men, including Mr. Matts, and two women were dressing. There were also two younger girls and one small boy in various stages of undress. I was completely confused. Perversion of some sort for sure. I. It wasn’t only that I was horny and touch starved, that made it feel so good, but also that he really knew what he was doing. The handjobs I had gotten from my girlfriend were never as good as what I was receiving now. He knew exactly where and how to grip me, how fast to stroke, how to move the wrist just the right pleasurable way.The strokes started out slow and steady and in just moments I felt my inhibitions melt away and I stopped resisting the pleasure.He had stopped looking at the porn.