2Never in my wildest-fantasies, did I imagine that my obsession with used-condoms and humiliation would see me sink to the depths of cowering in an es...ort's bathroom, secretly devouring the sperm from ten of her client's used-condoms. In my defence, just prior to this sordid little episode, I had been diagnosed with sperm-addiction (a self-diagnosis, admittedly). Ironically, what made this experience even more deliciously-depraved for me, was the fact that I was seeing a counsellor for. If you could stop having mental sex with that poor man and turn this way, you could see I have the phone in my hand." Yeah, yeah, yeah!" she answered, still staring real hard out the window.Just then the emergency operator answered, "911 Emergency, how may I help you? The board in front of me says this call is coming from your useless shit trailer house, Gomer. What's the emergency? You get your little needle dick caught in a beer can?" Myrtle Bowman only got the job answering the 911 phones. Main usse itna baat nahi karta tha kyu ki hum bahut din baad hi mile the. Woh bhi 1-2 baar. Main bachpan ke baad hamesha hostel mein hi padhai karta tha so humara kabhi face to face meet nahi hue.Toh bus ke tickets lene main bus stand gaya toh uss din ke liye bus tickets khatam ho gaye the. Ek hi sleeper seat ke tickets the. Toh maine Mina ko kaha ki kal chalte hai. To usne mana kar diya aur kaha ki meri joining parsu hai aur hame aaj hi jana hoga.Toh hum dono sleeper ke seat mein adjust ho. Absolutely, but I want to see it all I said, beginning to unbutton her blouse. She, in turn, began to pull my t-shirt out of my pants and lifted it over my head. I pushed her blouse back and she moved her arms down, letting the blouse drop behind her. I reached round her and fumbled with the hooks of the little flesh coloured bra. She lifted her one hand behind her and quickly did it. The bra slid down, revealing those beautiful small tits. I stared at them for a few seconds, completely.