I knew my son was watching! I soaped my breasts while holding my legs open. After all this time, the number of times my son had sprayed his spunk for ...e, I had never been able to send him a video of me masturbating because it would have shown my hands, now I was able to do it in real life!I spread my legs to the mirror and went to work on my clit. I started by rubbing myself but before long I had 3 fingers up inside while grabbing my own ass from behind and humping towards the shower door. I. ‘Sure you do.’ Sarcasm bites deep. ‘Can we just talk about it?’ ‘I’m TIRED of talking about it. I want you to actually DO something about it!’ Anger… anger… a little bit of a snap wrapped around a desperate plea. Trying to keep patience… ‘What?! What do you want me to do???’ ‘You know.’ quietly. tiredly. ‘What? You want me to be all over you in public?’ voice rising, ‘you want to show everyone how you OWN me?’ ‘STOP YELLING AT ME!’ pleading look, tears well up… in return anger. ‘STOP TRYING TO. I am please to meet you again, would you like to join us, after a while they are both talking like they knew each other for years, my mother smiling and playing with her hair all the time, ( I COULD NOT BELIEVE WHAT WAS I SEEING, SHE WAS FLIRTING WITH HIM ) I told them I was going to shop around, my mother tells me not to go to far, after nearly two hours I came back, my mother was laughing and enjoy Mr Altan's company very much, before we left he invited us to dine at his restaurant anytime,. It had been a while. I'd simply been too busy to bother with this stuff since my promotion. In all honesty, it was the "quiet season" now and I had time to catch my breath a little. 'Stuff it!' I thought to myself. 'Time for some fun!'I hailed the first cab heading in the right direction and jumped in.'Well,' I said to Jorge whilst holding the door open, 'I'm heading home. It's up to you where you wake up.'He took the hint and hopped in beside me. I gave the cabbie my address and turned to Jorg.