Scrap stood there, his arms out, shaking and every so often whistling quietly. “Here.” I piled all the parcels into his arms, carefully checking h...s arms to make sure he could hold the weight.“Please deliver those to the addresses on the labels, Scrap.” He whistled in reply, turning on his brass heel and clanking out the door. I had to smile; he was the only automaton I ever made that worked, but sometimes i wondered about him.Turning back to my work, I took notes from teh books and started. She had wanted him to control her in every way possible and this realization completely repulsed and exhilarated her. She was beginning to discover aspects of herself that were unimaginable, but somehow it was slowly liberating her. She wished she'd gotten that strangers name or atleast his phone number, because she really would like to feel him inside her, if only just once. The craving had increased tremendously over the last two days and the amount of times Fatima had played with herself to. We both agreed this was the correct way to handle the confusion. I told her I was going to work, and did she want the door open? She replied yes. As I was leaving I swung toe door open, and thinking it had reached the part where it would stay open I started to leave, looking back Linda was behind me and the door was closing. I reached back with my hand to stop the door from closing, and in doing so I brushed her breast with my fore arm and hand. Not knowing what to do or say, to my boss, as we. The taste of my cock. The smell of my cock.The way my cock got harder and thicker as I sucked it. The throbbingand swelling. Everything about sucking your own cock is the thrill ofsimply sucking a cock. I like cumming in my mouth, but when Icum in my own mouth it’s the experience of getting a mouthfulof cum. Not he experience of cumming in a cocksuckers mouth.After I was sucking my cock for a year or so it was very easy for me.I could deep throat myself with no problem. And cumming straight.