He had just returned from a two week trip and they screwed several times in a row. The next morning he reflected back and realized he had masturbated ...very day, even more, without even thinking about it. It just felt natural.It dawned on him then that he loved to masturbate. The next day, when she was out if the house he couldn't wait and quickly surfed porn so he could masturbate again. It was great. It was fulfilling another part of him she coyld not fill. He sought out other masturbators like. A few minutes later, she looked out, seeing that I was the only one out there she slowly walked out. Looking at me with her big brown eyes and smiling Aunt Becky asked " Steven, will you dance with me tonight?" I replied " I would like that very much Aunt Becky." She gave me a smile that made me feel kind of funny. Then she walked by me and I looked at her, her skirt was pulled up, hitched to the belt of her skirt. I could see her ass! It was covered with beige pantie hose, but I could. I could stay on the machine for longer and longer, taking more of its fucking and racking up orgasms like they were carnival prizes.By the end of the week I was using a larger dildo, but I still hadn't put anything in my butt. Like the nipple clamps, I did start to try to put one of the slimmer dildos into my own ass, but it just felt too wrong and kind of painful so I gave up. Not worth it.My last day there, I rode the Sybian for my longest time yet - a good fifteen minutes - and had about six. ‘I don’t know how or why you became involved in this, Cornell, but I want your word that our part in this stops here.’ He nodded agreement. ‘Done!’ ‘Miss Sable and I are returning to Norfolk, to her studio. I’m telling you this so you will know where we are and can see we have nothing to hide. There is just one more thing I’d like to know. ‘Who was the plain-clothes police officer in Norfolk? Was he really from Special Branch?’ ‘I have no idea, but I very much doubt it. I just used Rod Willis’s.