I didn't wake her, but unfortunately, I managed to drag the duvet off her upper body revealing her pert breasts.I'm only human I just couldn't resist ...having a little fondle and then the duvet slipped a little more, revealing a flat stomach, just a little gentle stroking wouldn't wake her and before I knew it my hand was over her vulva and Brenda was beginning to react and so was my cock.A little more pressure and a moist tongue on a now erect nipple and her thighs were parting. Now there was no. . He already knew all that… “Listen” I started, “I know you masturbate” his eyes widened, “relax, everyone does it, even girls, and yes, even your mother.” His expression relaxed a bit. “I know it’s not something anyone likes to talk about, and we definitely don’t want to be caught doing it, but honestly there’s nothing wrong with it. Obviously we do it because it makes us feel good, and with your father still gone I’m all alone and so I have to take care of it myself… unlike you boys who get. "With every slap of my hand, I want you to count the slap, and say, 'Thank you sir.' Do you understand, Kelley?" Yes, Mr. Wilson," she said quietly.Before I delivered my first spank, I ran my hand over Kelley's beautiful, bottom, and said, "I wish I didn't have to do this. This will hurt me more than you. You know that don't you Kelley?" Yes sir." I really was reluctant to begin. Finally, I gave Kelley's bare bottom a powerful slap. "One," she said. "Thank you sir."Because I really did not want. I suspect us men in general who feel this way when faced with this circumstance can’t explain it. It is what it is. As I was holding the phone, another message came through from a number I didn’t recognise. I opened it and it was one three text messages from the same number. “Hi Jane, thanks for giving me your number. You are indeed a hot and sexy woman.” “I so wanted to take you home and have my way with you” “I understand that you are married and thank you for your honesty, but I would.