“I was completely unprepared when I had mine too. Of course, that was over fifty years ago. Here,” she got out a small package of tissues and a fe... sticks of gum from her bag and passed them to me. “You keep these, honey. You’ll need them.”“Th-Thank you,” I said, stunned. Were strangers really supposed to be this kind?“Does the good doctor know?” she asked me.“I—what?”“Dr. Spenrath. Have you told him yet?”“I’m not—no ... I don’t know. I was just about to go buy the test, actually.” I didn’t. Slowly I started to masturbate him, he groaned and shifted so I could arouse him easier. “Ok Kev, it's my turn now”, I said. He looked disappointed that I had not taken him all the way, but he handed me the Penthouse, replacing my hand with his own. I lay back and thumbed through to my favourite section – not the pneumatic young ladies but the readers' letters. These always turned me on quickly, thinking they represented real sex, which the over sanitised photographs did not. I felt. My gaze was fixed on her chest until I looked up and our eyes met. I asked her to remove her bra and she agreed. She undid her bra from the front and her tits jiggled as they dropped out. They were the best pair of tits I had ever seen in real life. Large, milky and slightly veiny, her areolas were pale and her nipples were large and erect.She continued to wank me, building up speed as I moaned lightly. I reached out to her tits with one hand, grabbing and squeezing softly. I ran my hand over. There was only one person who could be kissing me. Lizzie! The snakes face seemed to melt and Lizzie's face was there, her lips were kissing me. Danny half woke up from his dream, before a nightmare, now a fantasy. But someone was kissing him and sitting on his stomach too. He woke fully up and opened his eyes just a slit. Yep, it was Lizzie sitting on me and kissing me. That dream had been so real; Lizzie brought me out of it. Now, let me see if she just wanted to help me or if she is.