And waited.Mario watched Jason's distorted leer. What a weirdo, he thought. Hell, everybody likes a piece of wet tail. Most everybody wants the musky ...lingering taste of pussy in their mouth after the screwin' is done. But not this guy. He shook his head and watched his employer's growing excitement. He's gotta scratch his kicks out of the dirt. Just look at him, Mario thought, he ain't interested in watching the dog lick her pussy. He ain't watching the dog's big prick oozing out of its hole. He then reached both hands down and grabbed each cheek of her perfect ass. He squeezed her teenaged buns hard, causing her to gasp and fall forward. This caused her bra-covered tits to smash into his face."Larry!" she squealed. In order to regain her balance, she lifted her leg over his body so that she could straddle him. She softly rested her butt on his waist, so that she could lift her chest from his face and continue to pull the gum out.Larry could take it no more now that she was. After we had exhausted most of our energy we decided to go for a hunt something we rarely did. You saw the blood in the fridge. We try to keep the amount of humans we kill to a minimum so that the humans aren't constantly looking for us, but there is nothing like a fresh meal, and even if we decided not to drink a fatal amount of blood from a victim we can't risk someone investigating what caused fang marks.” Mike was heavily engaged in Irina's tale and asked her to continue. “As I was. Let me go back a dozen years. If you had seen me in high school you would say, with reason, ‘no way’. Smart, yes, nerdy, definitely. Outgoing, nope. I was probably a rather typical kid if truth be known. Rather shy, clammed up around pretty girls. Maybe 5ft 10, kind of skinny. My sport was track. Rather good in the sprints. Oh, and swimming. Like a fish, my mom would say. Anyway you get the picture. Ordinary high school kid. Graduated with a B+ average, wanted to college major in science, but.