"You said, before we got sidetracked, that we needed something from the store. If I'm going to the store, maybe we need to table this while the stores...are still open." Stores in our dinky town close quite early, except the convenience stores, and they don't have a lot of selection.Jeanine blushed. "I was thinking out loud. I was reading that story," she nodded at the screen, "and I was thinking that we needed lubricated condoms and lubricant, or some such." She blushed deeper. "I didn't. Don't get the wrong idea. I don't have a big Dick. It's just average size, but it could be seen clearly pointing straight up.Aunt Pat then remarked that I must have had a good time with that tall blond after the picture was taken. That was when I noticed she had changed position on the arm of the chair and her hip was pressing against my shoulder. I looked down and the skirt had ridden way up on her thigh. Her perfume was intoxicating. She changed positions again and let her left leg fall. They had colored her nipples, the inner lips of her vagina and even the round sphincter of her tight asshole. The touching there made her flush with embarrassment.Her hair was done up to leave her neck free. Her nails were painted and she had been sprayed with clouds of perfume.Then the busy little bimbos had fallen away and this incredibly huge titted Asian woman sashayed towards her. She held up a bunch of intricate leather straps that she sank over Buffy's head. It fell all over her upper. I closed my hand about it and felt its warmth. It wasn’t very big, not even half the size of my own, but it felt like nothing I had ever experienced. It gave off a scent that seemed to hypnotise me, and without much thought, I opened my mouth and suckled on it gently. Bela stopped giggling at once and her fingers clutched at my head. I pressed her legs aside and began to explore her body. I don’t know what I was expecting. Years of tasting women’s vaginas had conditioned me to a certain frame.