I wanted more of her, but I couldn’t ask that. I closed my eyes as if the simple act would block the thought that invaded every ounce of my senses. ... But you could. The hunger gnawed at me. However, once I tasted of her bl**d, she would be nothing more and I would once again wander about, as lonely as I had ever been before. Grace was different. I was not wholly convinced of the ‘living heart’ as my former lover had worded herself, but Grace was not destined to be neither a corpse nor a vampire.. “But I thought you were going to tell me about you and Jarrad,” Jill protested. “Nothing to tell,” lied Ashley, keeping her face turned away. “Jarrad and I just messed around a little. Nothing like you and Brad though.” Jill didn't really believe what she'd just heard but knew she wasn't getting any more. She slipped under the cover and tried to go to sleep. *** Brad and Ashley were alone at the kitchen table. It was Sunday morning. Jarrad had decided not to stay the night and Jill had already. For some fuzzy, unformed reason involving not wasting it, she caught it in her mouth and found herself once again with the head of Earl’s cock between her lips. She teasingly used her tongue to lick the sensitive spot underneath and was rewarded by feeling his cock pulse and discharge a small amount of cum, which she dutifully swallowed before sucking and licking it as clean as she could.When she’d finished giving Earl’s cock as thorough and fastidious a cleaning as she thought it needed, Linda. He closed the door and locked it. Maeve kicked and banged against the door, she was screaming for the guy to come back, to take her instead of Kim and a moment later he was back again. ‘Well come on then,’ He said as he opened the door. Maeve darted into the hallway, it was dim lit and dusty, she looked around for Kim or for a way to escape. The guy pushed her forward and opened a door at the end of the hallway. Kim was already sitting there naked and gagged and tied down on a chair and now.