Ishould be, they've trained me enough at it and beat me and zapped meenough when I've not gotten it perfect. In just a few seconds (far toolong) I'm ...eady. Well, I'm ready as I'll ever be. From a distance, andwith nothing more than a casual glance, I should look something likeDiana. Except that I'm taller, heavier, and have double her tit size.It'll have to do. It WILL do. It HAS to do.I go to the door and notice that my hands are wet. Sopping wet. I'msweating that bad. I wipe them off. There is light or there isn't. The vast whiteness of the place you find yourself in makes it very hard to tell. The only thing you can be sure of is that you are standing naked in a seemingly vast empty white space. Slowly, you resign yourself to the vast emptiness that your life has become. Oddly enough, you don't really seem to be getting bored, hungry, thirsty, etc. In fact, you just seem to be existing. It is almost like you are in limbo. A thought occurs to you as you sit or stand in this. The doctor then finished examining her areola and briefly squeezed her nipple between his thumb and forefinger; but not before he noticed a very surprised look on her face and said; "sorry I have to check your lacteal duct for any discharge," and then proceeded to give her nipple another little squeeze and then brought her arm down. The doctor then removed the cushion and repeated the procedure on her right breast. As embarrassed as she was, Darla was by now very stimulated by the sensation of. Lekin mai kisi tarah apne ko manaya.raste me ek nahar se hokar jana tha.o rasta ekdum sunsan tha.maine bhabhi se bola ki yahan thori der rukne hogi.meri bhabhi bharak gai ki kyon rook rahe ho koi saman chin lega rasta sunsan hai.andhera bhi ho gya hai.maine kaha bhabhi mujhe pesab lagi.bhabhi boli aage kar lena.maine bola mujhe jor se lagi hai.bhabhi boli thik hai turant kar ke aao.mai jungke ki or jane laga to bhabhi boli ki pass me hi pesab kar lo.mai pesab karne laga.mera lund ekdun khara.