Depraved aunt – erotic stories, sex tales

Ellen sighed and gingerly laid half the length of the electric facial massager against that most needful part of her body, directly between her legs. It was the sensible, logical way for a young widow like herself to ease away tensions without involving herself with sticky relationships. The facial massager had been a wise purchase, discreetly done through the mail. With it, she could live a much more contented and tranquil life in the suburbs, puttering around in her garden, doing her needlepoint, ignoring the neighbors who so pointedly ignored her, forgetting about her runaway daughter, Carole.
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