..strange.Me: Well, you wouldn't be here, interviewing me, if I was normal, now would you?He shook his head no.Interviewer: So, you, reacted...differe...tly to being spanked.Me: Not just to being spanked. It was, well, everything.Interviewer: Like?Me: For example, when I got thumped, I remember repeatedly thumping myself. When my mom smacked my mouth, I remember smacking my own mouth after, over and over again.Interviewer: So, why do you think you did that? What caused you to want to do that?Me:. But when it comes to taking the final step of introducing myself to that hot babe & asking her out on a date, I just can't seem to bring myself to do it. I guess it's out of fear that she might be break things off once she eventually realizes that, due to my disabilities, it takes A LOT more effort for me to get it up than it would most able-bodied guys my age. I think she'd also be turned off by the size of my cock as well as it's BARELY 7 inches long (It's big in circumference, but not due. . Suddenly he grabbed my hand away from his cock, and grabbed my knees so that he’d drag me closer to the edge of the cupboard. I gasped finally seeing his full erection exposed: maybe seven inches, meaty and uncut.. Licking my lips, I then felt the engorged head of his penis poke against my sensitive, almost sore clit, making me moan as he gently slapped me with his dick. “Let me feel you inside of me.. Stop teasing me, daddy!” – I asked while testing to see his reaction from what I had just. To my left, a large curtain covered an open door to a balcony. A door was off to the right of the desk and it was open. I could see a bed in there. On the bed was a woman, going in, I leaned over and touched two fingers to her neck and I found no pulse. Her beautiful face was looking up at me, her eyes open, and fear could be seen etched onto her cold face. Her red hair, the first I had seen on these futuristic humans, was fanned out over the pillow. It reminded me of Lisel's hair and when I.