Exchanged stories or pictures? YesHave you ever:Been caught masturbating? Yes, masturbating in bed next to my wife, when I thought she was asleep. She...didn’t mind, and helped me by snuggling next to me and stroking my thigh.Masturbated for a man/woman? Yes. Often. Early on my wife asked me to show her how a guy does it, now I often masturbate playing with her naked body and her playing with mine.Masturbated for the same sex? For boys back at school, and for an older gay guy I met who asked me. ..". Her mumbles faded into groans and gurgles, as her right hand became a blur between her pussy and her clit, ending when she suddenly sagged back with a long "OOOohhhhhhhh".I was breathing faster myself, and I watched in fascination as she took some toilet paper and dabbed at her sweaty face and chest, then sat up and flushed the toilet, using the spray like a bidet. I couldn't get enough of this, but suddenly something happened that made me freeze. I felt a hand on my crotch.Now understand. I hopped in, showed her some of the nice features, such as the sliding Sunroof that went back at the click of a button. On a nice Spring night, it was a nice extra to have. We glided along the early morning highway, zipping past slower drivers in no hurry to get anywhere at that hour. We chatted about our current situations; I was happily single, she was happily divorced for three months, not looking for another Mr. Right anytime soon. Speeding up from time to time to get a rise from her seemed. It were easy ta sneak up on 'em the way ya were shootin'."Martha said, "Well, I'm glad I wuz able ta he'p. But it's gittin' late, an' I don't want my folks ta worry." OK, let me hitch up the mules an' horses while ya gather up the picnic stuff. I want to go by that there bunch of dead Injuns an' see what we might salvage. Then we kin leave." They did find enough rifles, knives, and other stuff to make the stop profitable, so they were cheerful as they rode back to the house. Martha was.