I would like to thank Somebody's Wife for editing help.
You come in and it's quiet. You walk around the room and come up behind me. My laptop is beside me and I am looking at the TV. You can see the pictures that you have sent me through the years on the screen; black bra with flowers, sheer bra with leopard trim, pink and yellow set, heart shaped thong, the fishnet cat suit. You are quietly shocked when you look over my shoulder and see the lotion and my hand slowly working my cock.
You slowly move your hand to your tit and give it a squeeze just as a picture of that same tit comes up with a bite mark on it. You moan softly and I stop and turn.
"Don't stop," you say and you walk around the couch and sit next to me.
"I said don't stop," you say so I continue. The pictures are still scrolling on the TV and you watch me, biting your lower lip.
"It's not the first time you have seen me doing this," I say.
"I know," you reply.
"I also told you it's very hot. Do you want to do this?" I ask.
"Oh No," you reply, "you're doing fine."
I continue to stroke watching the look of lust on your face.
"I am close what should I do with it?" I ask.
"Cum on your hand," you reply, "I just want to watch the whole time."
I stroke a few more times then I begin to cum in my hand you giggle and say "I love that."
You get up and get a warm face cloth and clean me off.
"What brought that on?" you ask
"Oh you know, looking my personal porn star. Do you know her?" I ask.
"Rose colored glasses," you say.
You sit next to me as I pull you close and kiss you, our tongues dancing in each others mouths. I reach under your shirt and play with your tit through your bra.
"You saw mine so I should get to see yours,"
I say.