It’s almost the same color as I am too, but I know your eyes would not be deceived. You would be too busy staring at my skin, wondering how it feels... how it tastes. You would be looking through that screen into my eyes, because I love eye contact. You might also notice how I’m rubbing my skin, finger tips up, and then down. Eyes closed, lost in the thrill of performing for you. My lips moving, but no sounds issuing forth.I’m lost, awash in feelings and sensations of what you must be feeling as. She had learned to accept that it was normal - at least for her. Not that she was certain it was Right. But, at least she had to realize that she couldn't do much about it, even if she wanted to.What bothered her was that she had willingly screwed two more men in the same room at the same time and enjoyed it. No. She had loved it, every moment. She also knew it was Wrong.Perhaps she was entering a new stage of her struggle with sex. Maybe she was becoming a nympho or something.Her stomach. On my journey home I found myself excited at what I may find on the camera so much so I found myself having a little rub through my own tights and panties on the way home, a bit dangerous I know whilst driving but I was really feeling quite horny and the thought of my husband parading about in my undies. I arrived home safely around 9pm and in quite a horny state of mind, as it happened, after greeting me my husband said he was very tired and felt like an early night so i told him I'll join him. "Fine I'll get dressed" he said as he dropped his towel. I quickly turned away, "What are you doing? Go to the bathroom!" I yelled. "Why were you looking?" He asked slyly. I was too embarrassed to keep arguing, hoping that it wasn't too obvious that I had actually seen him completely naked. I just sighed and got into my bed turning my back to him and shutting of the lamp next to my bed. I tried not to think about what had just happened, possibly one of the most embarrassing moments of my life..