It was while I was imagining her watching the porn film of a woman masturbating that I finally came up with my idea.I dressed as sexily as I could, my...underwear was a very skimpy set comprising of a lacy black thong, a matching bra, my nipples straining at the shear material, along with stockings and suspenders. I wore a wrap around black dress, to complete my outfit I was wearing crimson lipstick and matching nail varnish.I set my video camera up so it had a full view of my bed. I was still. "It had never occurred to me to try carrying Jimmy on my back like that. It worked like a charm." I was glad. With everything else going on, I had forgotten to check on Jimmy last night. I was just about to scan him when my breakfast arrived.Ileana came out carrying a plate filled with what must have been a half dozen scrambled eggs, a single slice of toast, and a single slice of bacon. I was reminded of all the cartoons I had seen of the new bride cooking for the first time for her husband.. That had been several months before we went to Kenya to meet Omar; and so, and since I hadn't had intercourse with her since we were in Kenya, that was nearly an entire year since she and I had intercourse. A long time, in some ways, but in others, those months had gone by extremely fast!Mara watched me as I stayed kneeling there beside her as I masturbated. Neither of us said anything. It felt good to masturbate, and though I was very, very much in love with Mara, it was curious that sex. She made him repeat the turn because it amused her to watch him blush, and yet still try to put on a sexy pose for her.She smiled but did not laugh. She ordered him to kneel. She slowly sat up and began undressing herself as he watched from his knees, the head of his cock still peeking above the panty’s waistband. She swung her legs over the side of the bed, one foot lightly brushing against the naked head of his cock.He moaned.“Worship my feet,” she said, ever so softly.He took the first foot.