And I ... I would like to play with him some more, maybe Logan too though I think he's a bit young for ... going all the way, you know? So ... I thoug...t it might be nice if ... if you were his first ... It might be special for both of you..."Lauren's cunt drooled into her panties despite her conflicting thoughts. "I ... I don't know. Maybe ... maybe ... I don't know, Hannah." Ok ... I can wait, you know? No rush. I don't want to ruin it if maybe ... maybe you wanted it to be you ... might be. Please follow me."He led us into a cosy room, with French windows overlooking a well maintained garden, although very little flora due to it being the beginning of December. We sat in comfortable, high backed chairs, and Gemma gazed around with satisfaction etched on her feline shaped face.There were another four tables in the room, most with a only pair of diners, but at a table in prominent position to the side of the French windows were seated at least six people. Gemma gave a gasp of. I knew right then and there that I could not do it. I would end up going into the service needing a hard cock between my legs.With tears in my eyes, I walked back to my van. I got in and drove home. I was lost. I had no control over myself. My body and my mind betrayed me and I could do nothing to stop it from happening --nothing at all short of suicide.I remembered that I could make the cravings go away if I fucked myself in my cunt and asshole chanting, "Fuck me, Fuck me, I love it, I Love. Forget it. Move on. She stopped suddenly. Stuck in though, Ana had completely overshot her class by several feet. Ana sighed for the third time. Why am I a complete ditz? she wondered, mildly annoyed. As she thought this, she suddenly smacked into another person. Ow. Perhaps it was the fact that she had bumped her head or the fact that she was tired from studying all night long. Either way, she passed out. The last thing she pondered before losing consciousness was that the person she bumped.