It happened in the toilet. The door lock was broken and I had to hold the door with my hand to prevent my parents from seeing that I was pleasing myse...f. I was bringing unspeakable pleasure to myself when moving my hand over the shaft of the cock, up and down. At a certain moment I built the tempo and felt a huge wave of enjoyment consumed me. The cock was pulsing. I directed it at the toilet but there was no semen for some reason…Since that time I fixed the door lock and would lock myself in. The loudspeaker, once the source of joyous, tinkling music, now hung limply off the back of the truck. Twisting in the smoke and flames, it began to emit a screeching, high pitched whine.A moment later two columns of students began filing back out of the gym, each carrying a soccer ball, volleyball or football. They were led by the cheerleader, who carried a long, narrow white oval in each arm. She turned toward me and I saw an extra pair of arms originating at the bottom of her rib cage. Both. "Jessie," I piped up, watching as he looked at me from behind his glasses. "Jessica, sir." "She was found at the patient drop-off. She seems to be out of sorts." Is that all?" He angled his head, looking at my feet. "Surely there's a reason you summoned me." Well, Doctor, she doesn't appear to be married." The nurse patted my hand, making me attempt to pick my jaw up off of my chest. Did I just get belittled about being single? Again? My own mother had taken out ads for me in the local. She then gathered her skirt and centered herselfover Timmy's face once again and repeated the process the same as before.She would work a bit then lift up to allow Timmy a breath then work a bitmore then allow another breath until she worked up a rhythm. "You've beena bad little sissy boy, haven't you Timmy?" She said as she worked him,riding his face. Timmy could only take a breath and then "mmmff" insilence once again as Madge continued. But then Madge quickly changed her rhythm catching.