Avoiding his need to place his lips on hers, she pushed his head into the soft pillow. Straddling his face, her shins pressed on his prone biceps, she... had pinned him down. Transfixed and staring at her aroused labia enflamed his nagging frustration, it was so close yet it was too far to touch. His chest felt tight with the intensity of his arousal, the heavy thud of his heart rang in his ears. The need for sexual gratification was already gnawing at his insides; the excitement of this game had. Using his belt and mine from my robe he stretched my arms out tying them to the sconces at both sides. He then sat in his big chair facing me and returned to stroking his wonderful cock. I couldn’t hold still and begged him to fuck me and there was my mistake. He was still looking for me to beg his forgiveness, but instead I reinforced my slutness. He stood up and came near me, reaching out taking my soaked pussy in his hand. He asked if I was his slut girl. I responded yes, yes I’ll do. Since he dropped her off at Fangtasia, though, I took her off Eric Northman’s hands.”“So, do we drink her blood?” Amy licked her lips.“A little at a time. If she’ll share it, that is. Since I’m not her Maker, I can’t command her to do anything. Well, Jess, what do you think?” I asked Jessica, who blushed a little.“Do I get to fuck him, too?” Jessica pointed to Jason, for whom she understandably lusted.“Definitely!” Emely blurted.“Yep! Totally!” Amy agreed.“Well, if my girlfriends are cool with. He tasted good! At this point I felt his hand on the back of my head pushing me down, I knew what he wanted, we both wanted it, his cock buried into my mouth. I obliged and let it slide in. I was able to handle about 5 inches of it which I thought was great. Between my spit an his pre-cum, which kept coming out, his cock shined. With one hand I rubbed his balls and the other I stroked his cock as I sucked. My head bounced up and down for what seemed only seconds but was actually had been 10.