Help my mom be unfaithful

The following story happened to me a few years ago. I'll try to cut it short with the details. Sorry if I make any spelling mistakes and I'll try to write it as well as possible. I'll divide it into several parts so you can understand little by little. Unfortunately, I don't have many photos to show you in the story; I'll tell you why my mother is a 45-year-old woman who still lives with my father and younger brother. I'll try to focus only on her and me. I'll start by telling you this, from when I was young, around 9-10 years old. I already got excited, I don't know if it's normal at that age but I hadn't discovered masturbation and pornography yet and she was the first woman I saw naked. Since I was a child, I liked sleeping with my parents; back then they were still young and had more active sex lives than now. Several times they would have sex in the same bed as me, I'd wake up and listen to my mother trying to stifle her moans, it excited me in some way despite my age. One time I was watching TV and entered the room we shared and saw my father having sex with my mom four times; that made something inside me stir, they scolded me and I quickly closed the door. Years later, almost a teenager, I got my own room; since then I'd had certain notions about being unfaithful to my mom with my dad, they had several arguments... Time passed and by then I was around 12, already almost in school, I was excited and didn't know what to do until I discovered masturbation when I did it; my life changed for better and worse. Once my mom caught me masturbating and obviously gave me the scolding of a lifetime. In total, I found myself doing it twice by mistake, which made me more careful. Later, around 14-15 years old, my dad would work late and only come home to sleep; I think I wasn't paying attention to... My mother was like before. (Something I didn't know where to add exactly is that she practically changed clothes in front of me, obviously covering herself, for example, she would take off her clothes and put on a towel so I wouldn't see her, and then I'd repeat it again, and it was the first time I saw her naked, so it was something normal that she did. My mother later created a Facebook and asked me to take pictures of her, which was odious because I would take 10 pictures and she would choose one, (normal for women) she had a pretty body with medium-sized breasts, small waist, and good buttocks and legs even though she didn't exercise and was still a mother. One time she told me she'd help me fix something on her profile and gave me her phone by accident, so I reviewed her chats and saw how she was writing to several men and sending them pictures of their cocks and she liked it... Fixed her profile and left with that doubt. Like before, I had already taken pictures of her, so she had a certain confidence. One time she asked if I could take some more pictures and I said yes, but didn't do anything, this time I was surprised because she wore something provocative at least for me - a shirt with no bra and a short skirt that went up to her buttocks... I was quite surprised since it was the first time I looked at her. I took the pictures with my phone (since it had a better camera and sent them via WhatsApp) but she would delete them from my phone. Then she asked me again, but this time with a sexy nightgown with lace, and it happened again. Later, some days later, it happened again, but this time she let me see her underwear. The next day was the same, but this time she changed in front of me practically, wearing a bikini-style panty and a lacy bra. That moment I realized she didn't shave, there were even some beautiful ones that showed... And that time I tried to touch her and took my hand away from her leg. I took some more pictures on various poses, sitting with a dress where my underwear was visible, reclined 'sideways' and in non-so-'sexy' poses to say it like that. At the time, I didn't know how to exit so I got hard and couldn't hide my erection, it was a moment, I finished taking her pictures, she left the room and I masturbated twice with the photos and deleted them... Then I continued normally as if nothing had happened, and we didn't talk about that topic again... (All the photos I took are lost since that phone no longer exists and I deleted her Facebook account) Until here I'll leave it friends, I know it's something long and boring but it was to make you pay attention. Briefly, I'll upload the next part soon. I hope you liked it and I'd like your opinion and comments.