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Jayne and I had been good friends for a few years, having met at work. She’s lovely with long shiny brown hair and a figure to die for. I was always very jealous of her large 36D boobs and they were often a source of amusement between us, always comparing them to my 32B ones.She was married to Jerry and I had a boyfriend at the time. I consider myself bisexual.When one of our partners was away for work, which was quite often, we would meet at one of our houses for an evening meal and a movie. Our conversations were often very risque and nothing seemed out of bounds.This one occasion, while sitting on my couch after dinner, out of the blue, Jayne asked,“Do you masturbate much?”“Whenever I can.” I joked in reply, “What about you?”“Yep, a lot but Jerry doesn’t know.” she said with a smirk.“Why not?”“Hmm, I don’t really know. I feel uncomfortable talking to him about it. Whenever I have discussed it, he gets turned on and it ends in sex. However, that’s not what I want always. Sometimes all I want to do is masturbate without that. A bit of selfishness, I guess.”“I can understand that,” I replied. “I often masturbate istanbul travesti after sex. I go in the bathroom where he can’t see me. It’s like pudding after a meal, it seems to finish the meal.”She asked, “What do you fantasise about then?”“Oh, I often just relive the sex in my head. The smell and taste of his cum in me helps.” I laughed. “What about you?” I asked.“Depends on my mood but often about being watched while I do it.”“And have you ever been watched?” I asked, now getting more than a little aroused myself.“No but I want to try it.” she giggled.There was a long pause while I ran this through my imagination and I guess she was doing the same. I was getting wet now.Then…“I hope you aren’t offended but would you like to watch me?” she blurted out nervously.Slightly caught off guard, “Err, well yes, why not?” I replied.“Can I do it now?” she asked. “I’m really horny and I can’t think of anybody better to help me fulfil a fantasy.”For the moment, I was absolutely dumbstruck but the spreading warmth in my crotch was taking control of my mouth. “Err, Okay, go for it.”Was I really going istanbul travestileri to be a spectator watching my friend get herself off? She quickly answered that…She stood up and removed her jeans and panties. I had never seen her naked before and seeing her neatly trimmed bush glistening with wetness left me in no doubt. She sat down in the armchair opposite the settee that I was still occupying. She threw a leg over each arm of the chair so that her cunt was clearly on display to me. Her puffed up labia were poking out through her bush.“I can’t tell you how long I have wanted to do this, I am soo horny. Come closer, I want you to watch me cum.”I leaned forward on the settee.“No. please come closer.” she pointed to the floor in front of her.I didn’t need asking twice and I knelt on floor in front of her, my face was about 12” from her lovely soaked pussy.“Show me.” I encouraged.“Let me get naked first.” With that she lifted off her tee shirt and bra as one. Her big tits flopped forward, the large, hard nipples pointing directly at me. God, I hoped I got chance to wank after this.Jayne started travesti istanbul to pinch one of her nipples whilst her other hand circled her clit as it poked through her bush when she pulled back its hood.She was starting to breath heavily and lifted a boob to her mouth to suck on a nipple (I really wished I could do that too), Wet and squelchy noises were coming from her pussy.“Come closer.” she gasped.I shuffled forward, my nose a couple of inches from her cunt. I could smell her sweetness. I could see a dribble of liquid ooze from her slit and down between the crack of her arse, thick and creamy. She dipped a couple of fingers into herself with a further squelch.“Can you smell me, hear me?” she gasped.“Yes, it’s beautiful. You are so wet. You clit is so red and big it looks ready to explode. Those lips are flapping wide open now, I can see deeply into your cunt hole. So sexy.”She groaned at my encouragement.“Go for it Jayne. Show me how you cum, I want to see it.”“Mmmm.” was all I got back. She was rubbing faster now and pinching her nipples hard, pulling on them.She was breathing really heavily now, really close.I watched as a pool of juice escaped her hole and I dipped a finger into it. I brought it to my lips.“You juices taste so sweet.” I said.“Mmmm.”“Cum for me baby, don’t hold back. Show me how you pussy twitches. Tell me how it feels.” I coached.
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