I felt good and there were a lot of reasons for that. I was getting locked in the cage tonight. I was looking forward to it. I was trained for it and ...y new strategy would victimize anyone that watched my old fight clips. Ganju had worked on my strike accuracy and my blocks. Ganju liked to carry a stick. Block it or suffer.Finally, it was time. I weighed in, did my pose on the scale, squared off with the mastodon who was either going to crush me like a grape or spend tomorrow wondering how life. His tongue slipped into my mouth, and mine lashed out in response.While we were making out, he was slowly grinding his hips against mine, pressing my erection hard between his legs, and I swear I could almost feel his wetness on the head of my cock. I thought I was about to cum in my panty, but then he stopped kissing me and lifted his hips off mine. A well defined tent was visible now, and you could see where the precum had leaked out and soaked a wet spot on my panty. I was about to beg his. As the disease progressed, the women afflicted with it would become more and more desperate for it, need more and more to provide what they needed, and would experience an escalating state of arousal during times without treatment, which presented as nymphomania or sex addiction.At first, treatment was limited to oral delivery, with a large group of vetted donors delivering to a cup, but as symptoms and stages progressed, direct oral became needed and anal delivery became require to prevent. " I can't believe my day; my first lesbian experience and masturbating in the park watching another couple" she thought to herself with a satisfied grin on her face. She hoped no had seen her touch herself, not knowing the cute guy in the coffee shop was hiding in the shadows watching her. She hoped that maybe tomorrow night she might see the same couple out for a stroll, and with that happy thought in her head she went to sleep.The next day Michelle started her first full day in her new.