The pen falls to the paper. Oh god, baby, I’m trying to put into words what I’m doing. I have my finger in my pussy while I write to you, gripping...the pen hard. My breathing is heavier. ‘Oh god,’ I quietly moan. I have to be quiet because the children are in the other room, and I don’t want questions or interruptions as I explore myself, with you in my mind. Oh how I wish you were here with me, right now, grabbing my thoughts and taking me to heaven…letting your fingers be where mine are.. Although the pants were loose I could still see the bulge of his penis. All kinds of naughty things ran across my mind. I told myself to stop because he's my sister's husband and I can't do that to my sister, but I couldn't help but thinking what it would feel like to have his cock sliding in and out of my wet pussy. I thought about sucking his dick until he couldn't hold back any longer and then him cuming in my mouth. I smiled and licked my lips at the thought."What are you doing home this. His Princess Jasmine costume had been custom made and it fit him like a glove, it drew many whistles from the passing cars as he walked across the street. The turquoise colored harem pants were almost sheer and showed off the silhouette of his long and slender legs as he moved. The sensation of them rubbing his legs as he walked was indescribably sensual. The top was short exposing his arms and shoulders and it ended under his phony breasts. With the harem pants hanging on his hips his flat and. Her face and mouth were literally drenched with semen,and with her fingers she scooped up the slippery stuffand slid it into her mouth. He jammed his cock backinto her mouth and I could see her cheeks hollow as shesucked the last bit of cum from his cock.By this time I was at the point of cumming in the mostintense orgasm of my life. I shot spurt after spurt ofcum into my waiting hand, and then wiped it up and downmy spurting shaft. When I recovered, I made anentrance, this time by the front.