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She knelt at the side of the bed and her head turned around to watch me. My hands ran up her nylon covered legs. They felt so good. My right hand went through her legs and straight to her clit, it was so large and obviously sensitive. As soon as I found it she bucked wildly. My left hand stroked her soft skin on her back. When I knew she was ready I plunged deep inside her. The muscles on her vagina soon gave it away her orgasm was imminent. I love it when she cums as her whole body shakes. It was so obvious when she came and I enjoyed seeing her cum over and over.
“Oh fuck!  Her muscles were so tight that I couldn’t help but shoot my load into her.  She slowly dropped herself onto the bed and I climbed in next to her and kissed her neck and shoulder.
I whispered to her as my hands fumbled at undoing her suspender belt and slowly rolling her stockings down her long legs. As I climbed back up the bed I gently kissed her and covered her with the blankets.  It felt great holding her naked body against mine. Soon we were both asleep.
I woke as usual to sounds of loud moaning. The room was filled with lights from the street lamps I checked the clock it was a little after 2am. I don’t know how long she’d been at it but was glad I hadn’t missed it. I needed her to see one of her nightly shows for her to finally believe me. I reached under my pillow and found the remote for the camcorder. I pressed the record button.
 I slowly edged the blanket off her as I’d done countless times before. Her hands were squeezing and moulding her breasts. Her hips had started moving rhythmically.
“Oh babe that feels good. I love it when you do that. I’ve been a naughty girl and you need to punish me” she spoke firmly.
I watched as her hands lowered to her pussy. I loved watching her masturbate before I went down to watch the full show.  I flicked my tongue across the nipple nearest me and sucked gently. I’m careful not to use my teeth, as I don’t want to wake her. I can feel my dick stiffen so I moved down the bed to watch the display. I sat back on my heels and masturbated as I watched.
Her fingers were busy tonight. One hand was holding her lips open and the other was swirling around her clit.
I so wanted to mount her and comply maltepe escort to that instruction but I just would feel awkward with her still being asleep.  
She shouted as she thrashed around on the bed like a woman possessed. She was about to cum. I loved watching her cum while she was masturbating they always seemed quicker and more intense when she was in control of her clit. I was going to cum too.  God that felt good.
I watched her convulsions over and over she came. The bed underneath her was wet with her sweet juices. Soon she tired herself out and she fell back asleep her hands still resting on her crotch. I lovingly pulled the blanket over her and before I cuddled in again to her. I remembered to turn off the camcorder.
I woke to my usual alarm at 7am. The sun was starting to stream through the gap in the curtains. I loved summer mornings and stretched out completely in the bed.   I draped my arm around her and pretended I was asleep.  She turned around suddenly to face me. She started kissing me and I rolled her over getting in between her legs. 
 I loved making love like this all slow and relaxed. I loved feeling her naked flesh against mine. I couldn’t resist whispering to her.
I said in-between soft kisses with her delightful lips.  Her tongue was more flexible and explored my mouth sharing all of our juices together. It felt amazing. As we both finished I collapsed into her arms. She kissed me gently on my forehead.
I hated getting ready for work as it meant time away from my wife. All that day all I could think of was how I was going to show her that video. How would she react? Would she think I was trying to hurt her? Maybe I should delete the film and leave the shows private? By the time I got home I still had no idea what to do or say. As I opened the front door my heart was fluttering I felt weak at the knees.
I hung up my coat and went into join her.
I could hear the concern in her voice. I sat down next to her and there was no way of hiding it now. She held my hands and looked me in the eyes.
“Darling I’ve done something I shouldn’t have done. You’re going to hate me!” I started.
“Why?” she looked so puzzled.
“And exactly what was I doing besides sleeping?” she asked her voice obviously angry.
“It was beautiful. You were masturbating until you came over and over.” I said quietly smiling shyly at her.
I went upstairs and dutifully got the camcorder and fixed it up to the TV. In some ways I hoped it was bland that I had just dreamt it but in other ways I wanted her to see the nightly torture that I endured. I pressed play and an image appeared on the screen. I watched her intently as the camcorder played. She blushed as she watched herself squeeze her breasts and then she looked horrified at the sight of us both masturbating.
“Turn it off! I’ve seen enough and delete it I never want to see it again!” she ordered.
The rest of the night she remained quiet, hardly saying a word. How I wished that I could rewind time and not have pressed that damn record button. It continued kartal escort until bedtime. She had gone up for ‘an early night’. I went up for a shower. Should I sleep downstairs or try the bedroom? I might as well face the music. I went into the bedroom it was dark, but I could hear her gently sobbing.

“It must have been terrible hearing me say all those things especially when you couldn’t join in! I’m so very sorry!” she said turning around slowly to face me.
“I love you too,” she said putting an arm around my waist.
I kissed her face tasting her salty tears then I hugged her tightly. After a while she spoke in an almost whisper.
“You are my husband and I love you and I also trust you!” she replied.
My mind raced. I couldn’t believe that she was giving me permission to do that. Should I? I’d have to wait and see as my nerves were just on edge and all I wanted to do is repair the damage that I had done.
Later that night the moaning started again and as usual it woke me up. She seemed more animated tonight more vocal.
She moaned as she gently stroked her soft neck.
She was squeezing her breasts and I could feel myself getting harder.
“I hope you’re going to ride me as I’ve been such a naughty girl. You need to punish me!” she murmured.
I so wanted to join her but didn’t know if I should. One hand remained on her breasts alternating so that each nipple was large and erect and the other hand started to go between her legs. I held out as long as possible until I could resist it no more. My mouth found her neck and started kissing. She groaned with pleasure. I moved down her body and was soon sucking her nipple. God she felt good.
“Fuck yeah that’s what I need!” she said loudly.
 She moved her hands down to hold them open and my tongue flicked away at her lips. Her clit was hard and each time my tongue touched it she would arch back and shout and swear uncontrollably. 
I moved up the bed and knelt next to her head. Should I?  My cock edged closer and she seemed to devour it. She used her tongue like never before. She licked the shaft and swirled her tongue around the end plunging her tongue in and out of the eye. Her hands moved to my ball and were squeezing them gently and then pulling them gently away from my body. She used her nails gently to smooth the creases on my balls. God she was good.
 I mounted her, restraining her arms with my hands. I locked my hands firmly around her wrists.  Her muscles were contracting around my shaft.
She was now screaming at me. Her legs wrapped around my back as she pulled me closer. I moved my hips around to hit her clit as much as I could. I let her arms go and she released her legs and drew them back with her hands.  To steady myself I held on to her ankles and leant heavily on them. She thrashed, moaned and swore like I’d never seen before. I couldn’t last much longer.  I came deep inside her and she shook with her orgasm.
I slowly disengaged myself from her and lay next to her on the bed. Wow that was amazing. I gently turned her on her side and cuddled into her backbone. I kissed her shoulder as I did and as I did she rubbed her nose murmured then said something that I couldn’t quite hear before gently snoring. I whispered gently in her ear.
JOHANNESBURG, SOUTH AFRICA - JUNE 11: Siphiwe Tshabalala of South Africa scores the first goal during the 2010 FIFA World Cup South Africa