I always thought I was, myself, but then rarely was my open-mindedness brought to the test. What was exciting about the experience. His prick slid into me easily, and it felt like he was as big as Pete. I don't really know why. She then proceeds to whip my ass with a belt and shouts at me saying things like. if I miss anyone, it's her. By this time, the thermometer had registered and she took the reading - putting the information on the form: 100 degrees - I must have been excited, because I certainly didn't feel feverish. Maybe it shouldn't matter all that much. I guess many of my fantasies are doing it with other women which I think about when I masturbate. who knows, maybe she'll see something in my note.