It was so degrading to pull her knickers down for the needed calls of nature but at least it was far better than having an accident in her knickers. T...hat would have been so mortifying that she could barely even think about it.The other one, the female with the slight limp was much more annoying with the way she pulled on her chain and whispered under her breath about dire consequences if she failed to follow instructions correctly. The hidden suggestion was that she would be spanked thoroughly. The house was on a new estate, semi-detached with a long drive.I knocked on the door, after a while a man dressed in white silk kimono that left nothing to chance opened the door. He said could I take the food through to the kitchen and he would get some money.The man was about 50 years old medium height and weight, but clearly you could see he had a semi hard on, your eyes just were transfixed on it. It looked like he was in the middle of have in a wank when the doorbell went.When he came back. Singh removed his hand from her blouse and told my mom something. She closed the book she was writing into and walked behind Mr. Singh into his cabin. I couldn’t see anymore. I just waited for sometime and slowly crept behind the shop from where I could look into Mr. Singh’s cabin. I looked in to see my mom sitting on Mr. Singh’s work desk and Mr. Singh standing in front of her. He put both his hands on her side and lifted her sari till it was caught under my mom’s ass. She lifted her ass up so. Even if you missed her slight accent there was no mistaking her Cuban background. After introductions all around I found that the guy's name was Ed. When I started back into the bedroom to resume my chat, Lisa told the to wait, that she had brought Ed home for "both of us to enjoy." I told her I would be back in a moment after I signed off and shut down the computer. This process takes about three or four minutes and by the time I went back into the living room both Lisa and Ed were completely.