Marital Masturbation: My Wife's Private Show

In the soft glow of our bedside lamp, my wife takes center stage, her body a canvas of desire. She begins at her neck, her fingers tracing a path down to her breasts, cupping them, teasing her nipples until they're hard peaks. She continues down, her touch light, her breath hitching as she reaches the hem of her panties. She slips a finger underneath, her eyes closed, lost in her own pleasure. I can see her moving, her hips lifting slightly, her body responding to her own touch. She's close, her breathing ragged, her fingers moving faster. I can't help but watch, my own body responding to the sight of her in the throes of pleasure.

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