That Would Be Wrong

I've seen you watching me. I've noticed you, too, and what shows from beneath your tight swim trunks when you lay by the pool. You have something that I want. My husband isn't home, so why don't you and I make the most of it? I'm not suggesting that we go too far... that would be wrong, wouldn't it? Slip those shorts of yours off and show me what a big, hard cock you've been hiding. We may be related, but watching each other masturbate should be fine, right? As long as you don't touch my pussy. Instead, put your mouth on my perfect feet and suck on my pretty toes, watching my thighs quiver as my orgasm rocks my body inches from your face. Blow your young, hot load for me, right here and now. My husband never has to know.