I turned the music up in the room, laid down in the bed and closed the top. I began by just touching myself all over, where I'd put the lotion, my sid...s, my tummy, up to my breasts. Gently I began tugging on my already hard nipples, twisting, pulling, and eventually pinching harder and harder. My back arched from my own touch. Heat was building in my body and in the bed from the lights. The vibe I keep in my bag is small, just a little bullet vibe, maybe 4 or 5 inches long. With the vibe still. As for myself, I am five foot eight with an hourglass shaped and expecting my second child.One weekend my husband called to let me know he wasn’t going to come in. I worked a late shift and was supposed to split wood the next day. Cody offered to watch my daughter as well as just hang out and help the next day. Our cabin is under construction and everything is cramped and crowded and there is just my room and a bed in the living room where the baby sleeps.I got through work and when I got home. More than anything Carol’s husband wanted to watch. Paul wanted to be a bystander to the main event. He was desperate to see his wife respond to another man. Paul wanted to watch Carol being pierced by a bigger more potent cock than his four-inch “plus” little weenie. Was this wrong? Was he twisted and fucked-up? Yes he felt like a deviant and he felt so dirty. Yet the husband had always been too timid to actually “do” anything about his twisted desires. So what had changed now? The fantasy had. What doyou have to say for yourself Cameron?" I...I.." Sstuttered Cameron lost for words."Please shut up and don't make this worse," said his mother wiping hereyes. "Your father and I know you did this so you wouldn't get groundedand miss the big game. Please don't make up some bullshit story becausewe all know that's exactly what happened. I know exactly what'simportant to my children." Mom, please I'm sorry," cried Cameron. "It's my last game before I goto high school next year and I know I.