You see, I've found a substitute for women. For real-life women, that is. I dream.As a horny and frustrated adolescent I had begun fantasizing about w...at it might be like to make it with some of those unattainable cheerleaders, the cute ones with the high, musical voices and long hair down to the waist who were much too good for me. Fantasizing was better than nothing, and soon it was much better than nothing. What had begun as ordinary kiddy daydreams turned into a powerful obsession. The. I had formed a pattern. Arise, piss, eat, shower, toke, surf the web for porn (Willy wanted to come out frequently now), rub one out, swim, lunch, nap, more swimming, more porn, swimming, then dinner. I tried to keep my evenings free from routine. The familiarity I had sensed about Hannah was confirmed Tuesday morning as I was surfing the web for tiny, small titted, young women. There in front of my eyes was the spitting image of Hannah. Her name was Sara Luvv. She was a favorite of mine to. ”I shuddered at that sound, the guy from my class obsessed with futas eating out that sexy brunette. More moans groaned. Other men and women having such a good time, enjoying all the delights their bodies offered, hedonistic rapture surging through the room.All because of me. My presence allowed them to enjoy such delights.My futa-dick throbbed in Dona's hot snatch. My nipples throbbed against her smaller nubs. I shuddered, kissing her hard on the lips again. My tongue danced through her mouth,. She asked me for some help with her application for a job, so we arranged to meet as I was in the line of work she wanted to be in at the time. I had a day off in the week, so she came to my place. We talked about the application and I gave her some help and guidance. I told her that I was glad she had come round and she let slip that she had been trying to get to be alone with me for a while. I was a little nervous, it was clear that I had been right all along, but there was the question.