I leaned my head back, exposing my neck. He opened his mouth and the tips of his fangs traced along my skin. I whimpered. Not wanting to scream. But ...is massive dick was destroying my pussy. It felt like a battering ram being driven into my cunt. It did not feel good. There was no pleasure. Only pain. And then his fangs pierced the skin of my neck. I felt a warm trickle of blood miss his lips as he sucked violently. Just then his cock exploded. My pussy soaked up wave after wave of his cum.. I was getting paranoid and wanted him to set up an audio and video camera in Jen's room at Nicole's cabin."Jeff! That's an extra hour drive. Are you sure you want to do this. If you were to find out anything it would be inadmissible in court. Besides, it's too late tonight to get in the cabin to set up the equipment. I can set it up for tomorrow night, but I would have to remove it Thursday morning when I leave, so you'll only get the one night. Do you still want me to do this?" Yes, I hope it. If not then… you know what I guess we’ll just talk when you get home. Sorry by the way about earlier. That wasn’t the best birthday surprise for you but I feel like I need to make it up to you. Look call me back whenever you get this. I need to know that you’re at least alright.’ Trista closed the phone. She reopened it and dialed Roy’s number. There was a few rings before the voice mail picked up. Trista didn’t want to leave a message so she hung up the phone. She got a call back not even a. It was dirty, smoky, smelly work, and our living quarters was an Army tent, with no shower facilities. There were port-a-potties around, but that was it. I learned how to take a whore’s bath and wash clothes by hand in a tub. It was baptism by fire, almost literally. The niceties of men and women being crammed together were handled with a sheet, hung up between the guys’ cots and the women’s area, where there were four of them. Somebody had run an extension cord for lights, but there was no.