I stepped in and turned as I was closing the door. When I turned to face the toilet, I saw her. She was sitting there on the toilet with her outfit ar...und her ankles. I said shit, sorry. She said that is ok. I am almost done. I didn’t know what to say or do. She just kept peeing. I think she knew I was embarrassed and nervous.I just kept staring as she reached over for some toilet paper and wiped herself. My dick was growing hard and I think she could tell. She told me to come over to her. I. Oh, I wish you were watching me right now. My skin is tingly. Without even touching it, my cock is rigid, throbbing to the right because of my natural curve. I want you to watch me touch it. To watch me run a finger up the shaft and onto the ridge of the head. I want you to watch me rub my frenulum with two fingers and squeeze drops of precum out. Want to watch me taste it? Yeah? Do you like my tongue tasting my precum? Does that turn you on as much as it arouses me to think that it is your. She enters her room and played one of the porn movie as what she saw she is not really horny. She slip her one finger in her skirt down to her pussy then she got up her dildo and slowly played it with her pussy. As she enjoys what she was doing she did not notice that the door is open that Sam is already there watching her silently.May I help you with that? Sam asked. Umm.. if you don’t mind..Jen replied. Sam entered her room and locked it so nobody can see them. Sam get Jen in the couch and. This got me wondering again if maybe I was missing something, so I decided to try tasting my own jiz.However, after I came, this desire was no longer there, and I just wiped my sticky cum from my hand.I could never admit this sick fantasy to my wife, as I'm sure it would disgust her.Our relationship is really quite good, with lot's of sex, though it never gets too wild. No kinky stuff, she is very opposed to porn of any kind, so I could never show her books or pictures as a hint.Then one night.