She gritted her teeth and hissed as she felt the twin fangs touch her skin, then she gasped as they slid into her. She moaned as she felt him begin to... suck, and she writhed with pleasure at the feeling of having the lifeblood drawn out of her. It was like an orgasm, but where an orgasm was a thing of life, this was a thing of death. A dark shadowy pleasure that washed over her very soul, twisting it to evil.Having drunk enough from her, Dracula drew his fangs from her throat and grinned down at. I can still remember how beautiful she looked lying there. she was about 5‘4“ and weighed maybe 115 lbs. She kept her hair cut to about three inches in length. She rolled onto her back and I gasped at her breasts which were not pendulous, but about the size of an apple. Her areola were large and dark and her nipples were as big around as my index finger. Her body was like one of those Roman statues and she had a thick patch of dark hair at her crotch.I asked if I could join her and her. Enough," Kevin said, clearly uncomfortable."I'm...I'm sorry... dude... I mean babe... I mean... just... wow...sorry," Gary stumbled as his eyes continued to rove across her everycurve, pausing on her breasts more than a few times."Dude, Stop!" Kevin said, with a girlish stamp of his foot. "You'rebeing like, super creepy." I'm, sorry, I mean, I knew you'd pass, but I just had no idea," Garysaid, finally getting a hold of himself."Okay," Kevin said, with a roll of his sultry blue eyes. "I guess. These aren’t tears of sadness. I’m crying for joy.”I pulled her back down to me and hugged her with all my might, while she cried heavily into my neck. I started to rock side to side, clutching onto each other as if our lives depended on it, her tears rolling slowly down my shoulder. How long we were like that, I do not know. It could have hours, or minutes. Finally, I whispered in her ear:“We should get cleaned up. You especially.”“I don’t think I can walk.”“I can carry you, you’re not that.