Why can’t I answer this question…..i begin to roll my nipples between my to fingers now…. Legs are wide open as if I am asking for him to come w...lking through the door and catch me………Would I stop and be embarrassed because he caught me in the middle of thinking about him as I pleasured myself…………………………………….NO I wouldn’t stop I would continue ‘Baby , I want you to see how you affect me!!!! ‘ as I continue….. As if the flood gates have been destroyed and my juices begin to cover my sheets from. I walked quietly to the partially opened door, and thought that I could just sneak in, do what I needed and she’d never be the wiser. I pushed the door open slowly to avoid any noise, and walked to the toilet, right next to the tub/shower enclosure where she stood washing the remains of our night of pleasure from her own luscious body. As I sat and aimed at the porcelain portion of the stool to be quieter I could see a perfect silhouette of her beauty on the beige vinyl shower curtain. . " They are cuties," she teased me, "and you've been traveling a lot. You know a woman has her needs."I'd overheard the young guys talking that afternoon, about their own needs—wishing they had girls but bummed they don't, talking about whether they should go to the strip club this weekend, and then talking about that hottie they'd see naked recently. I didn't know if they were talking about my wife—but they might have been. "So honey"—I started in again—"I have a crazy idea. What if instead of. .”“Never touch you, unless it was what you wanted,” Freddie confirmed, checking again that his shrinking cock was safely clad.“Never ever, unless we were absolutely sure.”“Certain sure. Never. It was a game, and a bit exciting, in that way, you know, but we’d never...”“Never do anything, anything at all, that we weren’t sure you wanted,” finished Sean.“Thanks, that’s cool,” Lara’s smile returned. “You are just quite big, and so tall as well...”“Yes sorry,” Freddie apologised, “we hadn’t.