She messed up!

Lauren, no longer lost in bliss, felt incredibly exposed. True, she was in a bathroom stall alone... but she'd just lost half her clothes! Her legs were still shaking from her recent orgasm, her meaty thighs smacking gently together being the only sound in the bathroom.

Despite being alone she cupped both hands over her crotch, hiding her throbbing, overused womanhood. Even now it felt good to touch, but she couldn't think of pleasuring herself again, she was in real trouble because of the last time! She hated not being in control, and she'd let her strange lust overwhelm all common sense and left her helpless!

Luckily her purse was still hanging from the door. Lauren considered. She could call someone... but who? How would she explain herself? Lauren, despite being so popular, and few friends and many enemies. It was a short list of who to call, and none of them were ideal...