Annoyance evaporated instantly when my eyes met Molly's and I saw her wide grin. Her cute summer dress flying high enough to flash her pale pink panti...s didn't hurt."I could get used to you being the first thing I see in the morning," I said."What morning?" said Molly, her fist resting on her hip in mock annoyance as she stood over me "It's way past morning." Sorry," I said."Don't be. You need your beauty sleep. And speaking of beauty," she said as she pulled away the sheet, displaying my piss. And so Huysmans prepared for it, yet again, third time this week.He had signed 50 already, but the line of large women-- big bosoms, pear shaped behinds, rolling bellies like "A Girl at the Mall," apple cheeks like Andie Thorsen in "Better Than Watching Leno"-- still trailed around the corner and out of view.Two young women appeared before him, obviously together. One was tall and sturdy, rolls of fat along her side, thighs straining the jeans they were encased within, a toothy smile and. I learned to masturbate at the age of 18. The first time I masturbated, I read an instruction from the internet.It said to rub your clit continuously. I went to my room and I did it. It felt so good. Since then I masturbated regularly. In fact, I was very naughty. I used to watch porn and masturbate. I used to moan like I am having sex. But I wanted to taste a cock. I wanted to have sex in real but I had no idea how. I didn’t have a boyfriend as well. So I waited until on my 18th birthday.After. The first one unfolded itself and without any hesitation it poked its tip very painfully into my left armpit and shocked me. Now I screamed. Loud. Two of the arms unfolded and swung down to shock my ankles while a fourth flew out and shocked my right armpit. The four arms began to shock me in a random series with each shock getting more painful than the one before. This torture went on for maybe thirty seconds, but it felt like hours. The shocks would wrack my body and I felt muscles convulse.