..I get that. But teasing is mean! I fucking knew he would stop again-right when I was about to cum! I feared it-all he did was toy with me. 'I was ti...ed'...that's my excuse. 'I just wanted him to go'-that's what I would tell anyone if they ever asked why I did what I did. But all I thought was 'Please just let me cum! oh god please! I'll do anything-'"Please!" I mummbled through the tape. Oh shit. It slipped out...there was no going back-I knew he heard it.Silence. He stopped and his head. "You have no idea what kind of trouble you're getting yourself into. If you ask for too much or for bad things to happen to others, it could backfire! The old lady you almost hit warned me about that when she gave it to me!" Yeah right! You're just trying to scare me so I'll return the laptop to you. You think I'm that stupid? I'm not as dumb as I look! Get lost or I'll tell the coach to get rid of your starting job! No, I'll write about it on the laptop tonight and make it happen myself, like. He then went on to describe in loose terms about the limitations the mind would set and how to push past that.Going to that “happy place” that I’d gone to when getting tattooed was part of it. This was something I’d always heard of but never really experienced or believed. That I’d unintentionally done it and knowing it was possible, would probably be something that would come in handy down the road. After a short break, we went into the office for another film session.“So, have you gotten the. I put it on the highest setting and words can't describe. The jolting of the train far from upsetting the rythm gave extra little hightened sensations and it wasn't long before l was feeling the sensations and tension building into and orgasm. When I came it was one of the best l'd had (with myself) for ages, the tension kind of exploding and the sensation of the orgasm reaching a fantastic peak. l felt my muscles tense and realease around my fingers as my orgasm happened, shaking with every.