I was on my own, you see. We were in a shopping centre and while my mum was looking at some clothes, I wandered off. I ended up in a lift and reached ...p to press the buttons but must have pressed the wrong one. I managed to set off the alarm and the lift stopped between floors. It was one of those glass lifts. You know the ones I mean? Not that it helped. I could see mum, but I couldn’t get to her. It was horrible.”Jim stared at her for a second and then said, “I’m sorry.”“Thanks.” She smirked.. Whipping. Compulsory cunnilingus (for hoursand hours! whoosh!).Not a peep from my sheep! Is this what I wanted though? I shudderthinking of our wedding photos (trust me: I had stored them weeks ago).That tall, lanky man standing handsomely in his tuxedo next to me?Gone. Vanished. Permanently erased from my memory.I have gained convenience in my life. The beauty of it is that I nevereven asked for it. "Clean it up," I would utter and clean it up hewould perform. Because I now have more time,. He quickly got in. After some pleasantries, I leaned over and began kissing him. He was surprised, but recovered and responded with some wonderful tongue action. I played with his nipples and he exhaled so I knew he was getting turned on. I let my hand slide down and began to rub his bulge, just teasing him. I pulled his right hand over to my bulge and slid it in to feel my cock which was already wet with pre-cum. He stopped kissing so he could look at my cock in his hand. I could tell he was. " The door shut behind her.Those were the longest twenty minutes of his life. Several times he thought his belly and guts were going to burst. Then he surrendered and gave himself over to the feeling. Totally distended inside, blown up like an overinflated balloon. Transformed into a human water container. Yet, in the midst of his discomfort, he felt the stirrings of... lust. On his stomach on the padded table, arms and legs in restraints, pumped up with a solution of chemicals... his penis.