The irony of course was that it had been Bob who had unleashed such inner desires. Awakened her. Unlocked the door to her cage and melted the key.He'd... started slow. Tenderly. Lazy weekends without the kids, making her breakfast in bed, doting on her young body. He was an attentive lover. Took his time exploring her, lips mapping every curve of her sinewy form. Fingertips tracing her skin and leaving fire in their wake. Fire that gradually spread, burning hotter and hotter until Heather couldn't. I locked the door behind him. A flood of thoughts hit me. Surely he was suffering from some psychotic break or maybe I imagined the entirety of last night but no way in hell was I a vampire. I could see my torn up clothes from the day before near a dresser on the far side of the room. I needed to get dressed and get the hell out of here.I took off my night gown, tearing it in the process. Must be weak fabric I thought. I grabbed my dress and stood in front of the mirror and then stared in awe.. It could have been my mother calling to see when I will be home. Or so I thought a few times, but I was in too much pleasure to care for the phone either. While Amanda was fucking me, her eyes did not move away from mine, not even for a second.I tried to move away from her eyes, but her stare kept me looking back again. So I tried to put my eyes on her gorgeous breasts bouncing up and down as she rode my dick. Amanda caught me looking at her breasts, and she quickly grabbed my hands on them on. .. A cloth covers your eyes now and goes over your ears as well. No longer can you hear even the slightest breath – even your own. Fingers return and grab your pussy hair and even with it being so wet you end up on your bed on your back. Your legs are raised and you feel him – the real him – his cock brushing against your legs – rubbing up to your pussy and over the lips. then down and against your virgin ass hole so tight and innocent if he tries you would surely bleed. Up and down those wet.