Their ways were "undisciplined", so I was told. And we did not share the same language. I should have been afraid. But, there was no threat in her eye... or movements. I had nothing for her to take. And she was so beautiful, like nothing I'd ever seen before.She crouched directly in front of me, studying me, interested in my chest and light body hair. She reached out to touch my skin, a look of curiosity in her eyes. Had she never seen a girl from my people before? She stood, looking down at me.. How long has it been, little girl? An hour? Perhaps less. During that time I’d forced your arousal to ebb and flow how many times? Closer each time to a crescendo, but never quite reaching it. The mink glove roams your upper body with soft teasing strokes, paying closest attention to your lovely breasts. Your legs, which retain the last vestiges of your clothing, your thigh high black stockings, are spread shamelessly wide for me by now. Inviting, urging, begging for more attention from my lips. " Well back to your question, no, I don't need to breathe. I'm a vampire. One of the undead." Sylvia resuming sucking on Danny's cock, her head bobbing over his lap, as she took his erection even deeper than before.Fascinated by the notion of her not breathing, Danny reached down and pinched her nose closed with his thumb and forefinger, meaning the only way she could breathe, had she needed to, would be through her mouth which was currently stuffed full of his penis.Sylvia glanced up in. ‘Yes! Oh…Bert! Yes!’ she cried, her body quaking under his new onslaught. Bert was pretty sure he couldn’t come again, but hoped he could wring another orgasm out of his lover. He pushed himself up on his arms and thrilled at the view of her bouncing, bobbing breasts as he pounded his cock into her. Her face was slack and flushed with lust, her eyes glazed with passion. Carla was incredulous. The orgasm triggered by his lips and tongue hadn’t yet died out when he plunged his cock into her. Her.