Miniature handsprings run tumbling passes between my legs as I grasp the smooth, tapered shaft in my hand and remember it pressed up against my...oooh... These straining hormones need to be let off the leash, and soon.With the click of a switch, the large white bulb protruding from the thick end whirs into a whipped-cream blur. I perch on the toweled bed edge, feet on the floor, knees an open invitation. It's a safe bet the ignored dresser mirror is catching my face looking downward with intent,. Chapter 1: The WishI shouldn't have even picked up that bottle. I don't know why I did. Ialso can't explain why I kept it. It was an empty-looking old bottle onthe side of the road. I should have just thrown it away, but for somereason I put it in my garage.That night after everyone else was asleep, I ended up in the garagelooking for a paper towel or something and came across it again. Ipicked up the old bottle and started to clean off the accumulated dirtand grime. I know it sounds cliche,. ” Beth wasn’t expecting an admission of something so personal. “No, I guess I never felt the need.” she said. Kim put her hand over Beth’s and leaned in. “you should give it a try. You use your hand sometimes, don’t you?” Beth blushed but nodded. “The right toys can add another level to your sex life, alone or with someone else.”After eating Beth turned on the hot tub to heat while they cleared the table and got the second bottle of wine out. Kim was going to get her suit, but Beth told her. He began lightly massaging her breasts and brushing his palms across her nipples. It was her turn to moan. While still massaging her right breast and caressing its rock-hard nipple he leaned in and began licking the other breast, starting on the sensitive underside, ending by circling and then sucking on her engorged nipple. He then slowly slipped his mouth along her nipple, capturing it between his lips and teeth, stretching it longer than seemed possible. He let her nipple go with a small.