Rick and I love operating drop in centers for college kids to come hang out at.  Its all about community and being helpful to those naive young adults trying to find their way. Often times its their first time away from home and they just need a friend, someone who understands. We provide that service and sometimes we even make that pain go away..other times we make it hurt a little harder.

Well, its like any kind of pain. Sometimes it has to get a lot worse before they pass out…<cough>I mean gets better<cough>…

I am the front man or cute, front woman, if you will. I am the smoke screen, the ruse. Someone has to lure the prey in and make them feel safe, dont they? I mean look at me. Arent I adorable? You just wanna pinch my cheeks, no?

Anyways, we figured this would be our last one before we would have to pick up and move on. We always seem to outstay our welcome everywhere we go. What an intolerant society we live in when predators cant live in peace? *Sigh*

Sooo last night our last hurrah, our last honey-pot pie, our last taste of titty steak came to the drop in door. She was yummy. We were closing but one look over my shoulder at my partner Rick told me to smile pretty and let the sweet young delicacy in. She had obviously been crying. Her cheeks had fresh tear stains on them. I knew Rick’s mouth watered. Tears are very tasty. She told us her name was Teresa and that her and her bf had just broken up.

I sat her down in a big leather chair and sat on the arm of it. I wiped her tears and expressed what jerks boys were. We bonded. I pocketed the tear stained Kleenex for my memento box later. Rick noticed and nodded approvingly. He always indulges my little oddities and like a favoured child I can do no wrong in his eyes. We make a fabulous team. I loved seeing his eyes light up as I made her my famous “new girl in town and kinda lonely” cocoa. It was popular amongst the dinner guests we would get. The best part about my cocoa were the marshmallows glazed with a drug that was odourless and tasteless.

This next part is where this extreme taboo phone sex call gets exciting.

*bouncy bouncy*

I stood behind her chair as I watched Rick in the shadows. I sensed, like a race horse ready to bolt from the gate, he was also ready to turn up the heat a little. I was hungry too. She drank up all her hot cocoa while I toyed with her hair and freed it from its pony tail. Her muscles tensed at my overly familiar touch. I cooed at her for being so ungrateful and started running my fingers through her long, glossy, dark hair. She licked the marshmallow glaze from her full pouty lower lip and I knew my partner’s cock stiffened within his pants at the thought of force fucking her. “Please stop touching me. You are making me uncomfortable”, she stuttered.

I giggled and rick chuckled mockingly. You could see her head flopping backwards and her fingers twitching in refusal as her bottom betrayed her and slid down the chair seat. The drug was taking its effect. Poor thing could resist us even if she wanted to and trust me she wanted to. I pulled out my sharp little knife and pressed the cold flat edge to her pouty lower lip. “Shh, don’t make me nick you”, I cooed in my singsong voice. She swallowed visibly. Rick came up closer. He had pulled his cock out and was tired of my playing around. He wanted action. I sensed his need. His eyes were fierce with desire and hunger. I cut away at her tank top revealing beautiful little suntanned tits. When her mouth went slack and her lips parted I forced my tongue in her mouth and gave her a french kiss. She was repulsed by it.  My horny partner’s breath quickened at the sight. Her jeans had tears in them so it was easy to tear the crotch open and cut the panties. Her cunt was remarkable and we have seen a lot of young, tight cunt in our accomplice play phone sex days.

He stroked his cock faster and bit at her tits as I put the knife to her throat. She whimpered and begged but her words were slurred. He nipped and tugged at her nipples till they stiffened. Our crazed lust for cunt steak spread from our groins right up into out bellies. We wanted her! We tied her titties up in a rope bra and I made sure her submissive bondage bra was nice and tight. Her little, firm boobs were swollen like purple balloons with the nipple distended. Rick lifted her limp legs up over the arms of the chair and thrust his fat cock deep inside her tight hole and pounded her little pussy. I pressed my knife to one of those swollen breast and made the first cut while I mused if she would taste as good as a Cornish hen since we didn’t have time to fatten her up. My partner’s hot ejaculate deep inside her cunny was certainly a good start in the basting process…..

Call me at 1 888 31 honey and ask for Kitty

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