I took my cock out and began to masturbate in front of them both. The sight of me stroking my cock got Betty turned-on, I could tell because her nippl... began too show through the top half of her dress. Jim started kissing Betty on her neck then got up and left the room explaining he had forgot too go on an errand earlier that day and will be back soon. There we were alone I thought to myself here’s my chance. I slid over and sat next to Betty. She said “What are you doing?” I replied “I saw. .. that," she reached out and touched the slowly rising bulge at his crotch, "Into mommy down there." Oh," he said with realization. "You are talking about intercourse."She nodded. "Why can't I feel what that feels like?" Well, hmmmm," he began to search for an answer. "I worry that it might hurt you. You are still pretty small down there." It won't hurt Daddy!" she exclaimed, sitting up excitedly. "Please Daddy! Please let me feel it, just this once!" Baby..." he started to protest, "I don't. You know, hurt?" I look away from her and say "Three, sometimes five times a day. Is that bad?" She smiles and says "No, sweetie. It's not bad at all. In fact, it's perfectly normal" I breathed a small sigh of relief: "Whew....Now how can you help me fix it?"I watched as my mother hesitated to ask me a question. But finally, she took a deep breathe and asked me: "Have you tried masturbating?" I shook my head and said "No, can you teach me, now? Please" I could see the shocked expression on my. She does work the graveyard shift at a nearby motel and said just get a room and I’ll make you up when I have a little down time. I was all for it and even got the room at a discounted rate. Of course I selected the ground floor near the rear doors so I could bring my dress up back in and not draw so much attention. I checked in before she arrived for work. An older man was working the desk and I didn’t have any problems checking in and getting my bags to my room. She wasn’t due for work for.