I lick the crotch and taste the bitter taste I know so well...her pussy. It has always tasted like that, I fell in love with her taste and crave licki...g her. I lick more stroking myself faster. I put them in my mouth and suck the juice, savoring the taste. My eyes are closed and I'm stroking my dick fast as I feel my cum building.I didn't notice the light had come on til she laughed and said " This is why I go out!" startled, I snap out of my daze and I'm instantly humiliated. I look at her and. "Is there any way that you can 'lower the volume' on my sexual urges?" I whispered to him. I was afraid that I wouldn't make it to my apartment."Feeling too hot?" 'he' said with a smile. "Okay, but just until we get to the apartment and then it goes back up, as I like my lovers to be extra horny!" 'Roger' touched me on my forehead. I felt a slight shock.I felt my sexual urges drop down a bit. I was still horny, but it was controllable.We walked over to catch a cab back to my apartment. I only. His breast tipsseemed to pulse with independent life. They grew an even brighter pinkand stretched an additional half inch away from his bounteous boobs. Itwas the most powerful sexual experience he had ever had. They watchedhim, fascinated, as he had some sort of orgasm without ejaculation. Itwas decided that he could only having auto-suck sessions when they saidso, maybe once a week if he was extra good, probably a lot less often.After all, he would serve them better if he was desperately. He lived in London, studying and working part time at a well renowned law firm.Aunt Rachel being his last living relative (although not blood related, as she had been only his uncle's wife) and a good friend, had kept in touch through letters, but James still hadn't found the time to visit in her big comfortable house near Bristol, despite missing her dearly. He had finally made plans to go there in a week's time, which is why he had been surprised when a telegram from his beloved Aunt had.