My right breast is mangled, my left is still intact but splattered with blood. My bleeding is slow and I look at her and see her smiling. "The things ...Daemon saliva can do. Did you know it can act like a coagulant? It would take forever for you to bleed out, but you still feel all the pain, and you'll be very weak." She runs her tongue around my mangled breast, lapping up the blood. She pulls away slightly, letting me see her face, its covered in my blood. A hysterical scream bursts through. She. But, in the back of my mind, I was afraid that maybe I’d done something serious. However that thought lasted only a second.I was so excited at finally getting my cock inside my little sister’s virgin cunt, that even in my fear and Ritu’s obvious pain, I kept humping slowly in and out… And to my utter delight, Sis began returning the motion! After a minute, I felt a warm trickle between my legs and knew instinctively that it was blood. And I also sensed, somehow, that this was all right, that. Had I been more astute I would have seen that she was maneuvering for a practical way out. I had no idea at the time that, even though she was enjoying my sexual performance and praising the value of my confidence, she was using me for her own purposes that would be clear before the year was out.Had I not been sexually involved with the sisters I would still have valued my job, it paid me better than mowing lawns and delivering newspapers and fit into my school schedule better. It even allowed. Sally donated most of her time and took a paycheck only when there were funds available, which was about once a month when she received a subsidy from the state, grant money from the federal, donations from a few other non-profit agencies, and random donations from people that were necessary for her to continue her program of feeding the hungry and sheltering the homeless. The rest of the time, she lived on her meager social security check and she wasn’t too far from being homeless herself..