Anja laughed. ‘Behave,’ she told him, ‘they’ll have you for breakfast! There is one spare bed, but it’s not been booked yet.’‘That can b... the sex-bed,’ Martin said. I punched him in the arm, warning him he was taking it too far.Anja laughed again, then looked at me. ‘I think your friend needs to visit De Wallen,’ she said.‘What did she mean?’ asked Martin when Anja had gone.We were taking a shower. We were eager to rinse off after our flight and get out to explore the city before it got too. He must have been dreaming, she figured. His cock was rock hard. It didn't look any longer than her boyfriend's, but it looked thicker. She just had to know for sure. Wendy slipped into the bedroom and tiptoed to the bed. Lyle moaned in his sleep when she touched his dick. It was hard and hot, just what she needed. She stroked him, enjoying the feel of his hardness sliding through her fist. "Needs lubrication," she said aloud. She bent over and guided Lyle's cock into her mouth. "Mmm," she said. Breakable. A doll. A puppet. His puppet.A firm but gentle touch was felt on her wrists and it was all she could do not to lean back into him. His hands were warm and she knew he had recently fed. When they moved to her waist, she gave into the temptation, biting back a soft whimper as her back met his taut stomach. He slid his arm around her small waist, pulling her in even tighter as he used his other hand to sweep the hair from her shoulder, baring her neck. When she felt his canines. ”“But ... But, it’s a school night. Your mom never lets you out on a school night.”She shrugged. “I told her what day it is. She understands and made an exception.”Ten minutes later we’d found a spot in the car park just off High Street and were winding our way through the early morning shoppers until Clarissa stopped outside a florist. “Here we are.”“Where?”“Just need to go and pick something up.” She whirled around and disappeared into Eden Flowers, me trailing in her wake, slightly.