He was naked and masturbating, the paper was pushing against his pubic area, so I guess the thrill was a teenage girl was pushing on you, with a paper... and that must have been enough for thrill.I admit I was caught out, and in case you are wondering, not all girls cry out when confronted, we tend to look, put it down to one of natures little peculiarities, making us curios and interested.So I got an eyeful and in response, called out, 'Paper', released the letter box lid with the paper stuck. She helped guide them on tomy feet, and helped to fasten the upper strap around my ankle. Once shehad this done she then went ahead and put a small padlock through theclasp. I was locked in."Well I better get ready too," Helen got back up with a smile. "In themeantime you should probably walk around and get used to those." So that's what I did. She dissapeared into the bathroom and I began towalk around the bedroom. I could feel my heart racing as I was almostpositive I was going to fall. . “So you treat all your girls like this?” she asked.“Not all of them have been here, but most have. I was making a reservation for last night for Tricia and me so I added another for tonight. I thought I’d go a little further than normal since I had to beg off on doing it Friday night.”She nodded. “Can I say something without sounding like a bitch?” she asked, worried at how I’d take it.“Sure,” I said lightly, wanting to put her at ease.“Lana and Becky are dumb,” she said certainly.I laughed,. The first time I got my mother off I was too young to remember. When dad told me about the birds and the bees he started off by tell me that some 10 years prior, me and dad walked in on my fast asleep half naked mother. At the time they were trying to get me off mom and on a bottle. Dad tells me as soon as I saw my mothers left tit in the morning light, I began to drool and lick my lips. So dear old dad lifted me on top of my mothers stomach, first removing what was left of her silk nighty,.