The more we take from him the more he becomes a she in both bodyand mind. There are two classes of victims you've got the Randis, whichare our version...of the vampire's brides, they are turned into mindlessbimbos who care only to serve us and obtain more essence for us by anymeans necessary however they do not take enough to change their victims.Then on the other hand if we feel that the victims are truly worthyenough then we invite them to become a fempire themselves. If they sayyes then we put. I said "You're not an old lady but you're welcome. Take care, Jessie".With that I went out the screen door, down the steps, and to my truck. I drove home in quiet reflection. Isn't giving somebody who needs it a little bit of joy a good thing? Seemed like it was to me. Back home I parked in my usual place, headed in the back door, stopped in the mud room to put the baby oil away and headed down to my room. I heard Mom call out "Hut, that you?"I called back "Yeah Mom, I'm in my room". I heard. We must once and for all debunk the taboos that soil sexual feelings by classifying them as dirty, sinful and the like, unless, of course, they are considered in the most traditional context of ‘marriage, reproduction and the family’. In fact, if sex was intended only for procreation rather than enjoyment, it is highly unlikely that the world would have grown to be as over populated as it is. In the real life of today, conception needs not be more than just an avoidable by-product of the. I looked beyond, to Leroy, still standing, stroking his enormous cock. The scene was almost more than I could take.With my eyes fixed on Leroy's glistening cockhead, and my panties still around my knees, I spread my legs as much as I could. My little cockette immediately sprang free from between my thighs and stood at attention, saluting the masterpiece cock that was about to take my anal virginity. I reached back, placed my long painted finger nails on either side of my opening and spread my.