In the years that I’ve known her, she has fed on blood a few times. From what I could figure out from those old newspaper articles, she killed and f...ed in self-defense or in revenge for someone her victim raped or murdered.”“Like the last time...” Tanya said, suddenly saddened with the memory of her lost childhood friend. “That butcher deserved what he got. I hope it took him a long time to die.”The sound of the engine and the tires on the desert highway filled the silence between them for the. Her young teenage sex was exposed to my view and I paused for a moment to admire its beauty. She was neatly trimmed, and her little pussy was glistening up at me from between those beautiful thighs. I returned my hand down there and began to stroke her cunt. Nancy was sopping wet and there was no resistance at all as I slid my finger slowly along her lips.As my fingers worked their way up to her clit she gasped and began to raise her hips to meet my hand. With my other hand I pushed her back. She motioned me to lay down, then took my wet, shrunked cock into her hands. "I am not much of a cocksucker,"she said, but go ahead and play with my pussy and we will see if we can't get your gun loaded again," then look at me and smiled ever so cutely. My fingers targeted her tight, wet slit, again reaching the destination, clit. Her clit was firm and you could tell that it was need of attention as she tightly squeezed her knees together, not in protest, but in excitement. The attention her. I began to think there just might be a glimmer of light at the end of a very long tunnel.He eventually shrunk and pulled out, which I hated, but we kissed, really kissed, for the first time. I was in heaven.He asked me to shower with him. I told him, “No way. I am not moving for quite awhile. You do what you want.”He showered quickly, dressed, another quick kiss and he left. Few words had been exchanged the whole time we were together. I did not mind, I was a satisfied woman with many new.