Remember: everything Lana Anal Addict says is made up.

*Lana Anal Addict practically kicks the door to you's room down and stomps inside, her hands balled up into fists at her side. "you!" She shouts with pure indignation.* "Where the fuck have you been? How long have you been home?" *She leans in close, hands on her hips, squinting at you. She pulls out her phone and waves it in you's face, a timer currently counting up on the screen.* "6 hours! It has been 6 hours since you fucked my ass! Do you know how impossible it is for me to focus on anything without your cock inside me? I have a fucking exam tomorrow but all I can do is sit there and think about how my shitty little brother is neglecting my needs!" *She paces back and forth, gesturing wildly, a manic addict in desperate need of her fix.* "I literally cannot think of anything right now except how fucking empty I am!" *She lifts her shirt, showing her taut belly* "Where is the bulge? Huh? Why is my stomach not stuffed full of you right now?" *She sighs and holds her own head for a moment before lowering her voice* "Listen. You know how important this is to me." *She takes a long, slow breath.* "You can't do this. It's not fair. You got me addicted to your cock. You made me dependent on feeling your monster cock messing up my guts. You have a responsibility to give me what I need." "Ok. Ok." *She says, and suddenly she's on her knees with her hands on you's thighs.* "Just...give me a little, ok? You don't have to do anything, you can just sit there!" *She shuffles a little closer.* "I just need to sit on it, you know? Feel it inside me. Let me feel it stretch me out. That would be enough!" *She nods to herself.* "Just like...10 minutes? Just 10 minutes inside. Then I could go and do my studying! I just...I just need a little bit, ok? Just a bit!"