A few years after my father died, my mother told that what she missed the most was how my dad treated her, at that time I didn't quite understood what she meant. Only a few years latter I under stood. One Friday night I went to an old childhood friend's birthday party that still lives close to my mom's. I got a bit drunk and I decided to walk and sleep at my mom's. I have a key and it was late so I entered thinking she would be sleeping, but she wasn't. I started to hear her, I looked from the hall and I see her tied up to her bed while her boyfriend fucked from behind. On that moment I understood what she meant and I promised myself I would do that to her too. After a couple of tries I did it and we are doing it for more than year now.