I was losing control more and more. I was really dropping out of reality. I felt like any second now, I will moan and wake up the whole house, and not...ing would stop me from touching myself. I was addicted to that feeling of my fingers rubbing my clit, forcing my pussy to contract and pulsate, pushing cum out. I was slightly biting on my other hand, doing my best to prevent myself from moaning. It was so hard… The sensations got control over me. My legs were trembling in pleasure. The sweet. I then hear two car doors shut.....i hear her beautiful voice........then i hear his voice. Its all true.....and now they're coming home from her date. I feel tears flow freely down my cheeks ruining my makeup. How did this happen? How could she do this? Then i remember the secret I've been keeping from her. It's what i deserve, i can't blame her. I never make time for us. I hear them chatting and laughing as they come up the stairs. I try to compose myself as i need to keep silent. She thanks. They did not match.When I was looking at the screen, I noticed that the webcam light came on.“That’s weird” I thought to myself so I set about doing a scan of the system. Within minutes my scan had found a suspicious application running in the background. With a little more investigation, I discovered a hidden folder which was full of video files ... with one that was created in the last minute.I opened it to find that it was of me.I had a look at a couple more of them, and they showed Erica. She sighed, Hold my hand and took me in to her bedroom. I was surprising, what’s a big deal in answering my question. She was wearing Salwar Kameez at that time.The bedroom was dark from inside, as very little light was coming into the room. She switched on the tube light and asked me to take one piece from the packet. She lifted her kameez hold her with her mouth, and started untying her salwar. In a second, she dropped her salwar and for the first time I saw Pinki didi in her blue panty and.