I shivered as my clit rubbed against his facial cartilage. I felt the flap of skin that normally covered it fold back slowly as my clit elongated itse...f. I was so glad that God made us women with such a sensitive love button. Without it, I was sure that sex, given penetration or oral, would not be any good. My vagina was okay, but my clitoris was the sexual life of me. It hat served me very well.Now it was going to get an oral workout. Not to mention my pussy. Daddy was already nibbling on my. She proceeded to place an empty toilet roll upon my cock. 'Aw you failed darling'. I blushed at this humiliating experience; at my inadequacy. 'See, if you can get your cock through the roll, then you just don't have the girth to satisfy a woman'. She said, holding my chin and therefore making me look her in the eyes. She was so beautifully wicked. She jiggled the roll to humiliate me further. 'Aren't you lucky that I've stayed with such a small cock. You are so lucky that I let you enter me. Every day they left a huge basket in my room I was ordered to fill it with my milk by pressing pulling thrashing my tits myself this was to inflict pain myself to my tits. One day I failed to fill the basket only a small quantity was left. Then they extracted blood through my tits to cover the quantities. This continued for months. But the time period healed my body Pain day.One day Divnoor entered the room and ripped her bra. Taking her left breast in his hands, he held it up and inspected it. At? mesmo o registro docomputador havia mudado e de acordo com ele eu havia detectado suapresen?a. Era a realiza??o de um destes famosos paradoxos temporais,meu contato com Helena havia alterado seu futuro (e meu passado). Eume lembrava da outra linha de tempo provavelmente porque eu estavaenvolvido na conex?o. Registrei tudo cuidadosamente no meu di?rio.Eu a contatei de novo e, ap?s as introdu??es ela disse:-"Eu estava com medo de ter enlouquecido".-"N?o, voc? n?o est? louca, eu sou real e n?s.