I tried to stop. xxx 18 The door opened and a man walked in, holding a cup of coffee and a cigarette. “Ah, now it’s starting,” he said. If you don’t remember from my last entry, I am a tit slave and a body-modified slave. Michael is allowing him to. I am picturing myself as I am now and it makes me want to cum. In two hours, it will be six a.m. I’d finger myself but someone would always catch me, pull my hand away and kneel behind me, shoving something up my ass and laughing. It turns me on now to think about it.
