When it breaks down between floors, you can't help but panic. And when you panic - or at least when I panic - my tummy starts to go a bit funny and yu..., I end up blowing off. Lots.Thank God I was stuck in this lift on my own, because I would have been really embarrassed if there were other people in there. One after the other I was letting them go and I really could not help it.BbbbbrrrrrrrrtPfffflllllltBararappabapbapI kept caressing my spare tyre, the roll of malleable flab around my middle. Now I'm laying here all warm and cozy, hugging a pillow, pretending it's you."I was absolutely speechless. The whole conversation was so bizarre I couldn't wrap my brain around it. I decided that I was chalking this up to the liquor talking. She was going to be some kind of embarrassed in the morning if she remembered any of this. I steered the conversation onto a more innocuous subject."So how's the skiing?" It's great, I love the feeling of bombing down the slope as fast as I can go. You. “Not quite fully aroused yet Sarah,” he teases as he sits on a chair and motions for Sarah to kneel between his legs as he strokes his cock with a fingertip. Then he motions for me to stand close to him and slides a hand along my erection.“Your cock is bigger than my two buddies you watched last night. And thicker. And I am fully aroused now Sarah, for both of you. Just over eleven-inches for both of you Sarah,” he whispers just before Sarah watches him commence sucking my raging erection.Then. The worst one ever I think was one year around Halloween. My parents were gone for the weekend and she was in charge. My mom had gotten her a Cinderella costume. Not the cheap ones either, this one was rented from a real costume shop. She refused to wear it. So she dressed me up in it instead.From head to toe, including the costume jewelry, the long white gloves, the blonde wig and tiara, and the 2-inch heels that I had never worn before. Since it was cold she put the faux fur wrap on me that.