Thoughts

I had not really paid attention to those 2 elephants before. A mother and a baby... trunks in the air. They were made of what??? Not too sure, but it sure did take my mind off the waiting.... As I watched all shapes and sizes of women entering the lounge area. These women were familiar; however their bodies appeared the same... not much change after months and months of routine gym attendance....
Most of them wanted to chat as they waited. I wasn't interested. As usual preferring to stay in my head... I took a sip of my water bottle and some of it spilled droplets landing on my breasts... it was cold and instead of wiping it away I let the water trickle down. I smiled to myself. I instantly began to recall on memories of my tits being squeezed and tied and tortured. It is a crazy feeling that instantly hurts but then so quickly the pain transforms into a tingling that travels fast and furious to my cunt. Its like electricity... and that is the best way to describe it...
I can cum with only my nipples and tits being ravaged. Thats how powerful it can be.
A feeling that causes me to want to spread open and beg to be fucked.
So I looked over at the elephants again.... noticing that the trunks were open at the ends like they wanted to be filled... I noticed the shape and thought how good it would feel to have them inside me... the curves, the hardness and the shape.
You can fuck me with an elephant trunk anytime.