She didn't really care if someone did peek at her. In fact, she often fantasized about someone looking at her as she undressed and got ready for bed. It was a nice fantasy, but not one shared with her deceased husband. He had thought it was funny, but he'd had no desire to have a stranger watching him.

She wondered if Becky had sneaked into her brother's room. She had learned during the evening that had been going on between them. But Ben was tired, exhausted. He had enjoyed a full day of fucking, getting his cock sucked off. His poor balls were probably drained empty.

Julie lay naked, on top of the sheets. She loved to feel the soft breeze from the window on her bare flesh. She had discovered the excitement of piss. And while her son had pissed onto her cunt, she had come so much she thought it would never stop. She had come often and hard with her husband, but this day had shown her what capabilities she truly had.

She hugged herself in delight, smashing her tits under her arms. Her naked ass wiggled deliciously, and she opened her thighs to feel the breeze on her cunt. She felt the soft pussy hairs stir under the soothing breeze. She touched the lips of her cunt gently, then rubbed slowly at her cunt.

She wanted more cock in her cunt, in her mouth. She found her cunt insatiable, as greedy as her mouth had been. Before this day, most of her erotic enjoyment had come from sucking cock off, the taste of that sweet, creamy, boiling come juice burning down her throat. Now, it seemed, her cunt wanted a hard cock as much as her hungry mouth did. Seeing her twins in her mind, Julie began to press her fingers upon her clit.

She dipped a finger into her pussy, fucked it in and out a few times, slowly, then brought it to her mouth. She licked at the juices, moaning softly, her hips squirming.