I went through a phase where I had an unusual interest in women's underwear. One day, while I was rummaging through my mother's underwear, I heard the footsteps of my drunk mother walking down the hallway, so I quickly hid inside the closet. After my mother put down her wine glass, she started massaging her breasts. 'What? Could it be...?' My mother's masturbation escalated more and more. I also started masturbating in response…
