"This is your clit also know as your magic spot, all you have to do is stroke it gently up, and down like so, you can also rub it in circles for more ...timulation." I said as her little face showed pleasurable emotions as she moaned a little. Her wetness began to flow even more as I continued to stroke the shaft of her clit for her, loving how it convulsed in between my fingers. Watching her intently, I saw her body squirmed as he moaned, her eyes were clinched shut as she grasped the covers. However I took a week or so off to get some honey do stuff done.One thing was running to the d**g store to get my perscripitons etc.There at the pharmacy was a good looking d**g store tech. She was maybe in her 40's. About 5'8" with blond hair and a really slim build. I often flirted with her on my visits and she with me. Her name was Sharon and she told me she was divorced and lived at home alone.She knew my situation and had waited on my wife several times so there was no need to lie to her. My problems were solved with an unexpected visit from my cousin Jean Herring. It was a Sunday and I was contemplating a steak which I seemed to have massacred, or was it intended to be like boot leather? The doorbell rang and throwing the offending piece of leather into the bin, I went to answer the door. It was my cousin Jean Herring. Jean marched in determinedly. "I'll make us a cup of tea then we'll talk about why I am here." She made for the kitchen as if she was a guided missile. She. Slowly and eventually I showed my dick had become hard and started slowly rubbing it. He then started a conversation with me, to be honest, I don’t even remember what he said, I just agreed and put my hand on his thigh. That’s when the earphone jack came out and the porn video was playing in full volume in the cab. I just looked at him with innocent eyes and asked is this okay, while slowly moving my hand to his semi-hard dick. He just nodded, then I knew I had the green signal. I started.