Ben caressed his aunt’s lips with his tongue and, tentatively, her tongue came out and touched his. Her arms slid around his neck and she let out a ...uffled groan. When the kiss ended, Barbara gazed at her nephew. Her eyes were wide, her face was flushed, and her wonderful chest was heaving. ‘I…I don’t know what’s happening to…to me,’ she whispered. ‘I…I feel so strange. I…I’ve never felt like this before.’ ‘I thought it felt pretty wonderful, Aunt Barb,’ Ben said. He caressed her face lightly. It was eight in the morning and she hadn’t had anything to eat since she stopped at the fast food place on the way home from the airport last night. Other than his cum, of course. She smiled at her thoughts...Three weeks laterOut of the blue, the stranger suprised Beth by sending an email saying that he would be there by seven that evening. He knew that her husband was going away on a weekend's hunting trip. Beth looked at the digital alarm clock on the night stand beside the bed. It said 6:30. Was this real... did she really just set all this up with them."3min 20sec, Sarah said... then one way or another it will be all over..."Nicki looked to his side when he herd a noise. Another surgeon, this time a male, was at his side.He began swabbing something on Nicki's underarms as Sarah said something in Swedish."I told him a Bcup would be fine.... that is unless you would like something larger?...... only 2min hon, try to cum for me", She said Nicki was trying to pull away from the man at. I was able to find that miracle cure. I found inspiration, sexual arousal, and decadent erotic fantasy. It was all there at my fingertips, no pun intended, well, maybe a small one. There was definitely enough stimulation for an over the counter, self-administered treatment, with guaranteed relief of the symptoms until the next flare up. I found a bottomless, infinite supply of reasonably arousing incentive that I could best describe as low dosage, non-addictive, stimulation. I’m a visual.