“Go on,” I told her, putting on his best understanding smile. “I promise to be quiet.”“Me too,” she said, giggling a little. “I mean, I...don’t snore…”I’d never really paid much attention to how thin the walls were, having lived alone for so many years. Not only that, she hadn’t quite closed the door all the way. Whether that was on purpose or not, I had no idea, but it did mean that I could hear her. Not much, at least not over the soft music… so… with a sense of guilt, I turned it off and. " Jodi says softly. For some reason we both whisper. Unable to take my eyes off my image in the mirror, I reach down with my left hand and ever so softly begin rubbing my balls through the crotch of my wife's panties as I stoke my very stiff cock with my right fist. It is wonderful. Awesome! In the mirror I see Jodi watching me as slowly and sensuously I rub my balls with my left hand and my cock stroking picks up speed."Adam, stop! Stop now! I don't want you to come, yet. We have time for. "Now I want you to write a five page letter to Chris while were gone, inyour prettiest pink colored writing, explaining reasons why he is somuch more of a man than you and why you are so happy he's fucking yourgirlfriend. Maybe you should tell him about how we have been togethersix months now and the only sex you've gotten is a hand job."Okay there's the door. Go answer and make sure to keep your eyes down."This was a big step. Usually I didn't know the men she slept withpersonally. When the. Her waist was delightfully thin without being too small, and her hips were wide and curvy. Her legs were long and fit from years of riding horses. Now those same legs wrapped around him, pulling his fully erect penis closer to her. Then there were her tits. So big and pert, but completely natural. Vincenzo wasted no time in massaging her to a heightened state."Damn it, Alaina. You are so responsive." Suddenly Alaina was aware of there position. "No." She moaned feebly. "Yes." Vincenzo growled.