She stopped me and getting off the table she quickly removed the clothspins and rope the blood rushing back to that area was very painful. You have h...andled you punishment good so far your not through yet and I was led back to the spanking bench and instructed to keep my eye to the front and not look back. A few minutes later and I felt her gloved and lubed fingers on my ass hole. Jodie slowly worked until she had 3 in my ass and worked them in and out. Walking around to the front of the bench. ”“Even with your odd metabolism, small amounts of carbohydrates should not cause the kind of severe mood swings they seem to cause. And it’s getting worse, not better. And that makes me think we’re missing something, but for the life of me, and the other doctors with whom I’ve consulted, we can’t figure out what it might be. And you’ve taken one line of investigation off the table.”“Which one?”“Psychoactive drugs. Return your diet to something closer to normal, and treat your bipolar disorder. I cried out in pleasure and a moan came unexpectedly from my lips, my legs wrapping around his waist. His hands were working themselves up my body. He trailed his fingers across my inner thighs, and up over my stomach. He cupped my breasts and pressed himself down in between my legs. I arched my back up against him in response. I could feel the thoughts in my head getting hazy, in their place pure instinct took over. I fought against him and dug my nails into his back pulling his shirt over. His friend was waiting at the door.-hey imad, what happened?--I will tell it, akmal. This is hameeda, hameeda, this is akmal--nice to meet, hameeda…okay guys, come inside both of you-We were talking about what happened in his living room.-…so that is what happened and good I could save her-Imad finished the story. I was feeling so proud of him.-oh yeah imad, you always cared for the women of her religion, right?--ah…you know what? It is not religion, man. It is friendship and reliability. She.