Whenever I'm alone at home, all by myself - unless you count the toys - I just lie on my bed, take out my Magic Wand (who I call Mr. Magic) and just l...t it waver on my clit. My wet clit. I let it vibrate on my tits, slowly making the nipples erect; I squeeze on them, a sudden release of pain. I slowly fondle it around my pussy, slowly making it red and swollen until I can't hold my orgasm. I just cum, screaming his name, "Oh Charlie! You're so fucking hot!" I do this again and again. I often. Nearly everyone was in bed now and Sharon was looking at me and puther thumb up. I did the same and smiled.Just then the door opened again and another girl walked in. She wasginger haired, what my Mum used to call a carrot top.All talk stopped as if a switch was turned off.The girl glanced nervously around and then went to the bed next to mine.She pulled the curtains around her bed and she was lost from my view.I looked over at Tracy and she mouthed the word "Rachel'.I nodded and understood.. The build up to finally sharing my wife was apart from heaps of discussions, fantasy talk, was to also watch loads of erotic videos then being in the 80's to 90's. If anybody remembers them there was great enforces in the cum / money shots which were mainly in the sluts faces, the studs would pull out and jerk off over their faces, breasts and with the odd cream pies. This helped primed Monica up for what to expect if she was to take on another man or in a threesome with me or to fucked by just. I didn’t notice when I stood up and walked over to her. I didn’t notice when I threw her on the bed. I didn’t even fucking notice how I got naked. But I noticed when her small hand was stroking my naked cock. Her hand movements where different from my wife’s sure strokes. Hailee fumbled along with trying pleasure me with her hand. I wasn’t in the mood for a hand-job. I grabbed her head with both hand and angled my cock toward her mouth. She took the hint and opened up. Relief was immediate. Her.