My dick was begging to cream as she went back to washing and rubbing down her tits. They were perfectly sized and bounced playfully as I looked on in ...a stupor. I tried to hold back and savor the moment, but when she started pinching her nipples and moaning it was too much for me; I shot my load so hard I could barely keep it in the tissue. It only took me a few minutes to clean up, but when I was done I looked up to find she had finished her shower and was now laying in the bed with a. Life giving, wonderful human blood. She hated and loved it. Her body needed it, desired it, craved it. It was an addiction that no young girl should have to face, worse than any drug, with far worse consequences.She'd only been out of the alley twice since that night. Twice in the last month. That night it all changed. That night a month ago, when he came. He came and took her. She was walking, it was late. He grabbed her. She tried to resist but he was strong. Too strong. Inhumanly strong. It. What? attraction? swept through them both. Usually articulate, she had stammered and he too, seemed a bit unnerved in her presence. Both realized in that moment that there was more than mutual respect, there was a very real physical and emotional attraction between them.Thoughts of that day flashed in her mind and Rhonda's heart beat just a bit faster as she looked up into his steel gray eyes."Oh, Hi Professor Terrance. Just catching up on an English assignment."He looked over her. "Maria, come here, you simply must see this. The price is so low. If you don't have enough money, I will use my father's credit. He has credit with every shop in the market."The brush and comb combination must have been antique because I hadn't seen one so beautiful and obviously hand made in a long time. I wondered what sort of history it had and where it had come from so long ago. I shamelessly allowed Marcel to buy it for me knowing that my acceptance constituted an obligation on my part and.