Vials of holy water smashed on tables. Village sex His change only enhanced his natural physique. Mary shuddered. A tramp stamp of a winged heart decorated her lower back. Britney shuddered, her pussy clenching every time her friend nursed. “Wait inside. His telekinetic power—his vampiric gift—spread Mary’s pussy lips open and guided his cock into her pussy. Britney nuzzled at her friend’s neck, gathering up the last bit of blood dribbling out of Mary’s wounds. “Right here, Master,” Britney moaned before kissing Mary’s neck right above her femoral artery. His hunger grew. Who was she? “Exactly. He had slept for hours, but it was summer, and there were still hours more before he could head to Chicago and free his wife from Faust. That excited him. Burning, painful pleasure radiated from her bowels, mixing with the ecstasy of his bite.
