Somehow it only seemed right – the Breakfast Room of the Gynarch was where New Order had been founded, so as well as offering what they were sure wo...ld be an excellent meal it was also almost a pilgrimage for any member of New Opportunity. Besides, you never knew who you would meet.The two girls were greeted at the door to the breakfast room and shown to their table by a suitably respectful waiter in his neat, short skirted uniform. Whereas the house maids and restaurant waiters wore black. Then all fell silent. I was in a daze of disbelief. I suddenly became aware of my own surroundings and feelings. I noticed to my shame that my penis was erect. In fact, it was hard as stone. I felt it throb, and then felt the cum spout forth into my pants. Burning with confusion and embarrassment, I cleaned myself up as best I could, then collapsed onto the bed. I only vaguely recall hearing Mr Jackson leave. When I emerged hours later, my mother served us dinner in absolute silence. Not one. Ananya was very sweet to talk to and with the passing of time we became more close. We used to share our problems, our daily chores, etc.On a Saturday her parents left for some property works at his dad’s hometown and were to come back on Monday. Ananya asked me to spend the day with her as she would get bored of that empty house. I went to her flat on Sunday morning. She welcomed me with a beautiful smile and offered me with a glass of water. She was in her tees and hot pants and I was life. I gained new reserves of energy and began working my tongue again. My mouth and tongue really ached. I was desperate to make her cum, and I didn't know if I could do it. I had to use my lips and chin on her clit, even my nose, to give my tongue a rest. That just made my neck hurt even worse."Ahhh, don't slow down now you filthy bitch," she growled.I felt the long polished nails of her other hand stroking slow electricity down the underside of my erect penis. Then her hand closed around it,.