Oh what a lovely sight it was to see. I then heard her moans and sighs coming from her throat as to tell me how good she was feeling. I continued to t...ke pictures. After just a few minutes of her playing with her pussy she stood up and then started removing her top and then her PJ pants. I could tell she was supper turned on as her entire body was trembling. She stood in front of the window with her back towards me. I could see her reflection in the window and she was playing with her breast. Suggestive thought perhaps, just getting people to consider the possibility of actually experiencing something like this. Like I told you, it’s been something I’ve been working on for years, studying up on, getting to understand myself how it works, how it could work. But like I told you, I now believe it will work. And I think I can prove it to you, simple suggestive thought, something that if one is already leaning towards doing, they actually might do it, given a helpful nudge, a little push. "You need to cum," he said, beginning to pant in time with her gasps."What?" Her eyes were taking on a wild appearance."You need to cum ... you know ... get off ... like I do sometimes." Masturbate?!" Her voice made it sound like she was trying out some word in a foreign language for the first time."Yes," groaned Matt as her hips thrust rapidly back and forth. Clarissa's body seemed to know what to do, even if her brain didn't."I don't do that," she moaned."Well you'd better start ... if you. I don’t know what it is he’s smiling about but it’s not sarcastic or sinister, I’d swear it borders on contentment. Rosa has dishes in hand and I find everyone has turned in before me as I make my way to the master bedroom. My wife is in our bathroom preparing for bed as I change out of my slacks and dress shirt for the more comfortable boxer shorts and sleeveless undershirt, I even leave my socks on which most women find odd but both my wives haven’t been bothered by it and while it sounds.