The drink I took would keep her asleep for a while longer, but I couldn’t keep her imprisoned forever. More than twenty-four hours passed, and I hop...ed the quiescent sleep I’d granted her would soothe her emotional pain. My kind has little ability to feel emotions beyond anger and fear, but we can experience them through the blood of the living. More importantly, we can amplify those emotions, making them far more powerful before feeding them back through our bite. This is a survival trait for. ?Well, what are you waiting for?? Since you hate this cunt more than you hatecabbage, fucking shove that spiked dildo up the cunt.? And do it hard, boy!? ?Yes, daddy.?? This cunt could have beenhis sister, or hopefully his mother. I do hope it was, in fact, hismother.? I really hope it was his mother. In fact maternal abuse was sometimesarranged on an individual basis as part of the worldwide educationprogramme.? It was very effective butgenerally the boy could only experience it once, unless,. " John started fingering her ass and I could feel his fingering through the thin membrane between her ass and cunt. Carol turned her head and pulled John in for a hot wet kiss. I could see their tongues thrusting into each others mouth. I bent my head down and bit at one of Carol's nipples. I could hear her groaning into John's mouth. Carol's skin glowed, tits flush red, nipples hard as erasers, cunt slightly swollen, the one woman for me. I ran my tongue along her skin and could taste. "Well... I suppose. But you can't touch!" She giggles again; this is great, even if she really wouldn't show off like this. Billy would tell everyone in town... That's odd; Claude dates girls, but nobody ever says anything about what goes on... Would he tell?She gasps as a shudder racks her virgin slit at the thought of stripping down like this for Claude. Maybe she should; if the fantasy's this good, how good would the reality be?Judy slides her hands up over smooth olive-skinned belly to soft.