. no more ... eating ... drinking ... anything other than ... blood ... no more pissing and shitting, no more having to wipe my ass, no more periods, ...no more risk of pregnancy and STIs? But no more sunlight, garlic, silver, that kind of thing? And I have to obey you at all times and have to fuck and kill whoever you say. I can live with that trade-off! Damn it, thank you ... Daddy! Daddy Roger, I mean!” Fiona confessed breathlessly as I screwed her ruthlessly over the bathroom sink.“You want my. And if we have to force you, then some extra punishment may be in order. I don't think your cunt's met my rubber hose for a few weeks..." Yes sir" I replied. "Shall I pour them out now?" Good idea" he said, and I duly began emptying each jar into the pitcher. "No you stupid bitch, it'll need heating up. Put it in this dish first." John made sure I sc****d every drop of cum from each jar with my fingers and then licked them. When I was done the large dish was about and inch and a half. .. !"There was nothing in all of Sarah's wildly lascivious experience to compare with anything like this! What maddening thrill would come next?! Dazed with lust, she raised her legs to draw them obscenely back until her knees were flattening out the soft yielding resilience of her passion swollen breasts. Her cunt was open and vulnerable to anything he wanted to do to her. Then -- uttering a little cry at that instant -- she felt his cold wet nose brushing ice-cube cold against her flushed. "I'm gonna get you crazy," Mona teased."I am crazy!" Barbi gasped wildly as she jerked her hips. Her small plump tits jiggled and the inside of her virgin pussy contracted rhythmically for Beauty's long fat prick.Beauty's stiff boner banged into Barbi's clit. He jerked his rump and neighed. He was as anxious to fuck as Barbi was."Please, Mona," Barbi whimpered. "I'm ready. God... I'm ready." She spasmed as Mona dragged the bloated head of his prick through her boiling pussy slit. "Please."Mona.