He applied more lotion and then let his fingers brush against her pussy once again. This time, Connie raised her ass up a bit as if allowing him to ac...ess her. Tommy wasn't sure what to make of this– Connie was his mother's best friend, a woman who he grew up calling "Aunt Connie".But she wasn't stopping him; actually, she was making it easier for him to get at her private area. He decided to risk it–he slipped a hand inside and rubbed across her pussy purposefully this time. He noticed first. Mark snorted. "We put on a good act. Even while I was here, working on my master's, we had our problems. I guess we just didn't want anyone to know." He took another long sip. "After I got my doctorate, our differences got too big. We kind of drifted apart." He let his gaze drift down. "I guess she wanted more. She said she sacrificed so much while I did my graduate work. She expected a better lifestyle." He let his eyes shut for a moment; in his mind, he could still picture his. How in the world could I not know how to masturbate as a girl. It was so easy as a male. And why the heck is the urgency to cum not going away? I tried touching myself but that didn’t work. I guess I was making some weird noises because Grandpa came to the door.“Andi? Are you okay? Do I need to come in and help?” Grandpa asked.“NOOO!” I shouted at him. “Sorry. No. I need Alice. She can help me.”“I’m sorry but she left a couple minutes ago. She had to do something in town. Please let me help. With so much want running through her veins, her clit throbbed again. The new sensation was much stronger than the last one and had brought out a small amount of juices from within her pussy, beginning to soak her panties.“Oh,” the monster’s eyebrows raised in peaking interest, the smell of her blood had taken on a new scent, mixing with the same delectable odor from a different, more pungent, source. He looked into her eyes and found a new emotion mixed with her trance: lust. The lust seemed.