Peter made sure to hold lustfully onto her gaze, his eyes locked to hers, watching the dilation, seeing how she was turned on by the scenarios. He wondered, of course, if it was the vulgarity, the dirty talk, or it it was the scenarios, perhaps both? He gazed deep into her eyes, and then slid one fingers down and up into her soft lips, past her entrance, feeling the moisture gripping at him.
He watched the way she reacted to being penetrated by his finger, and then slowly began to work it back and forth inside of her, while he breathed her in. He leaned in and nodded, kissing at her lips, "Oh yes, I did. Especially to that... do you like that? There was one fascinating image of us at dinner one night, together, at a restaurant. And you were being particularly fussy about being proper... so I grabbed you, bent you over the table, hiked your skirt, and proceeded to have my way with you in front of them all. Spanking you, slapping your ass until it was red... while people watched on in horror and amazement. I think your whole body turned red..."
He slid a second finger inside of her, "Now your turn... tell me what you thought of when you got yourself off."