So they will push it farther, kissing me, grabbing my dick, and even going down on me.My apartment is attached to the store. Sometimes women ask if t...hey can possibly drop by in the evening to pick up a dress. That nearly always means that they want to be ravished. I oblige them.Most of this does not happen with girls getting wedding dresses. (Bridesmaids, yes, sometimes. Usually the bride has picked out bridesmaid dresses that look ugly on some of the poor girls. I, of course, do my best. He rang every night from then onwards and then said he'd love to take me out for a drink one night. "Why don't you come here?" I said chucking another rule out of the window. "I can cook you a meal and I can show you my rubber skirt." "Show me or wear it?" he asked and my hand stole down into my panties, "I could wear it for you," I said seductively, "And a rubber g-string too." He growled again and I came, gasping and whimpering. "Are you all right?" he asked and I giggled. "I just came," I. My music was his groans and encouragement.He told I was a good girl. That it felt amazing. He couldnt believe this was my first time doing this. His encouragement made me try harder. I relaxed my throat and felt his cock slide past my mouth, into the opening of my throat. This made him really excited. He groaned and grunted louder and his cock started to throb and twitch.He told me he was close. I didnt know what that meant. I just nodded and kept going. He asked if I wanted it inside or. ” I snarled. Linda rushed from the room, and came back with her husband. He saw my fangs and blinked in confusion, and Linda pushed him forwards. I grabbed his wrist lifted it, and then tore into it, drinking enough blood to sate my thirst whilst leaving him plenty to live. He staggered back when I released him. My fangs retracted into my gums. James slumped against the wall, blinking dizzily.“Good pet.” I rubbed Linda’s head. She beamed at me and I strolled off, pulling on my boxers as I went..