I am from punjab this is my first story read it enjoy it humnee naya makan liya tha to hum abi shift nhi huye the us makan me per kabhi kabar dekhne k... jate the or dhire saara samaan lakar rakh rhe the ek bar main apne makan mein naye bed rakhwane gya to beds ko fit b karna tha to carpenter ko fit karna tha to usne bola ki nishan lagane ke liye thoda sa fevicol ya paste chahiye to hmare ghr to filhal kuch nhi tha 1-2 dafa jaane se padosoyion se jaan pehchan ho gyi thi to main apne pas ke ghar. While similar to hunger for flesh or blood, it is also different.There is no foreplay, the hunger is too big. He grabs her by her ass, heaving her upon his body. He still drinks her blood, while she now scratches his back with no holding back, sometimes making blood spurt. He starts ravaging her with his cock, plunging himself deeper and deeper. Sif may be older then any living woman, but she is still as wet and tight as a teenage girl. Regeneration does come with unexpected bonuses. Mark. "Don't," she gasped. "Don't!" "No? Maybe you'd like something else in there instead?" Yes. Fuck me!" she gasped. "Fuck me with your cock!" "Why you dirty little vixen," I sneered. "You want me to stick my hard long thick cockcock up your little pussy?" "Yes! Please put it in me!" "You want it ?" Yes!' she gulped. "You want it up your tight cunt tunnel ?" "Yes! Please. Fuck my cunt tunnel!" She bit her lip to hold back tears at having to degrade herself further, at having to say the filthy. ”“I guess you want me to walk the streets, then?”“Of course not. The cops may love you for it. But you should save your work for when we recover the money.You must have made enough of it already. I hate the idea of you doing your tricks with officers. Not just officers but with average-ass street folk too. Now tell me honestly, okay?”“Tell you what?”“What happened to half of our cash and half of our rock?”Bianca sat in silence at first, because she didn’t know how to explain it. She didn’t want.