The trip was quite long, and she was glad by the end that she didn’t have to walk it. The MRI machine was huge, and yet she felt very confined in th... long and narrow tube, a plate pressing down on her. The machine made some weird noises; she was glad it didn’t take long. She was not usually prone to claustrophobia, but this was raising some in her.They then put her back in the wheelchair and wheeled her back to her room. No information was disclosed at that moment. She was beginning to dislike. That was the turning point for me. She never knew it but I loved sucking cock more than fucking her dripping cunt.He didn't get along well in school and needed more of my attention. He was short and slender and let his hair grow long. I'm sure the boys teased him because he was pretty, certainly not macho.His mother complained that he seemed interested in her woman's magazines and her clothes instead of man things. Of course, her idea of a man was a macho hunk of cum filled cock that could fuck. . My mistress... My lover. She would spank me if she knew I was touching myself like this. She would grab me by my hair and tell me just how slutty and bad it was to touch myself. I could hear her whispering in my ear as she let her fingers move over my bare skin, towards my aching pussy. My mistress would dip her fingertips into my puffy wet lips, soaking her hand in my juices, then snake her hand up and shove her fingers in my mouth... At this, I opened my eyes and stared up at the ceiling.. I am looking attractive. I was given a nick name Sex Bomb in my college.One day I visited my father's shop to give him lunch box which he forgot to bring in the morning. After giving him lunch box I was just walking in the shop. I was at the back side of one rack from where I can see my father but he can't notice it. That time one sales representative visited the shop. He gave one box to my father. Father checked the thing inside the box and took out. That was plastic dick like.