“Let's masturbate together”,Mary said”I would like to watch you”. She sat back against the headboard ,spread her legs and held up a hair brush...”I wish I had a dildo”she said. She first used the brush to comb her blonde pubic hairs while staring at my cock. I was staring at her and how she used the brush to get herself wet. Neither of us were looking at the video at this point ,we were looking at what the other is doing to themselves. When she started fucking herself with the handle of the brush. Knowing her husband would anticipate some sort of intriguing stories when she returned home, she had packed accordingly. She quickly slipped them on and wiggled back into her jeans. She swapped her casual sweater for something that buttoned up in front and left an extra button undone – just as a little teaser. Quickly checking herself in the mirror, she grabbed her room key and headed for the guys’ room. When she got there and made her way in, Steve offered her a drink and Andee looked for a. I just hope that she didn’t bring any of her makeup in. That would be hard to explain if I had a lady visitor over for the night. I watched her body through the frosted glass of the shower door, she looked like a colored shadow. There were no details but even in profile through the glass her body looked delectable. When she bent to wash her legs her breasts became visible in profile, I loved the way they swayed as she scrubbed her skin. Then she straightened up to put the soap into the dish,. I felt wicked, and that wickedness excited me. Up to this point in my life, I had been the perfect vestal virgin; untouched without having a single wicked thought or action.I knocked on the door and, again, opened it without waiting for an invitation in. “Gary, are you still alive? Here take this, it will help you feel human again.”I walked in offering the juice and Tylenol. Gary stirred, and tried to open his eyes, but clearly was having trouble focusing. He was lying on his back, very much.