Jeff tried not to stare at them and felt his enormous dick start to rise."I knew I would get a rise out of you," said Brittany laughing. She pulls her... shirt down and enters the bathroom. Jeff was still standing outside the door, rubbing his throbbing cock. He hates it when she teases him like that.Brittany was in the shower, cleaning off every sticky part of her body. Jeff starts to knock on the door."Hey Britt. I need to get something all right?" He says as he opens the door and catches. The bite was carried through your bloodline to you, an orphan; you do not need the bite. Any contact with a vampyre or its property will turn you" So how will man defeat us, there must be many orphans?" Joyce quizzed further"Many thousands, but soon with his science man will find them, cure them and in the process destroy us. Our touch damages man; if the orphan has no contact with a vampyre by middle age it will perish young. Man will soon have the power to detect this and cure it. If that. Then a hand, her hand, slowly and gradually reached up, and in to feel me on the cheek. It felt nice. We stared into the other’s eyes as she did it. I waited for the next move. She made the next move too. I felt her hand as it went back behind my head and as it did I felt as if I was being pulled forward into her. Her lips touched mine. An explosion hit me I hadn’t felt in years. Hormones surged into and around every pore I had on my body as we kissed. Before much longer, her hands and arms. A santa hat place carefully on my mid-back length curls, thigh high boots, a red bra, and to top it off, a red skirt underwear with the fluffy white trimming so short that it barely hid my pussy and did nothing to hide my ass from view. I lit candles everywhere, music was playing, I had even thought about roses, but decided not to. Nine o’clock was nearing so I put little signs up directing Nick to ‘Santa’s Workshop.’ I chuckled to myself as I walked into the bedroom with the biggest bed. I.