. I don't know. I feel strange. I feel hot and wet deep in my privates. I haven't felt this in a long, long time, ever since... Am I horny? Is that wh...t this is called?" Shit, you are one fucked-up bitch, did you know that? You don't even know if you're horny? I mean, I knew you were a nut job--everyone does. That's why I chose you to try the program out on--I figured if it didn't work as advertised, nobody would believe you if you told them what I tried. But this is too much. You stand here. Then you unpack my bag, laying out the toys and imagining how each one will feel if I decide to use it on you. I pull you into my arms and we kiss, slowly savoring each other’s lips and tongues for a long time until I am wet with anticipation. I love the way you kiss. I run my hands over your nakedness. Your ass in my hands feels so good. There is something I love about you being naked and me not. Easy access. I can kiss you and slide my hand over your butt, slipping a finger between your. ;3DISCLAIMER:This story is based off of 100% fantasy and is in no way representative of real events. The themes and content of this story may not be suitable for everyone's tastes. Read at your own discretion.---------------------------------------------------------It was a normal Friday afternoon for me. I had finished my college classes for the day as well as my weekly grocery shopping, and I was driving back to my apartment. I am currently single and still a virgin, but I'm not alone. . " he replied, as he chewed. Swallowing the delectable morsel of food, he slurped a healthy swig from the Snapple iced tea on the bench next to him. The lemon flavor was an interesting counterpoint to the vinegar still present in his mouth. "Should I just set up a trough in the kitchen?" Anne grimaced at her daughter's behavior. She tried to distract herself by laughing along with the rest of the crowd at a particularly vile pun by one of the onstage actors. "I'm just hungry...." James nearly.