A large grin spreads across my face as I check my watch. Yep, it's time! I hear the taps getting louder until your standing in front of my open office...door. My eyes run approvingly over your figure as I get up to greet you.You lean against the doorjamb in your new dress. It is a full length form-filling white sequined gown. The bodice is heart shaped and rides low upon your breasts, leaving my co-workers with no doubt about the wealth of treasure hidden underneath. Around your throat is a. "Yes Dawnie, owww, please don't do that." Buffy whimpered."Well tough." Dawn said bluntly as she began sliding her fingers up and down her pussy lips, occasionally gently teasing her clit and the entrance to her love hole.It was extremely tempting for Dawn to slide her fingers inside herself, especially as she watched Buffy's butt turning an even darker shade of red, her stuck up big s*ster once again crying pathetically. However Dawn had had enough of fucking herself. It never really satisfied. Now with a total of five months without a taste of blood or the feel of draining the life out of a victim, Jason decided he would just have to grab a couple women off the street and forego his usual planning each step out. Now that he had his own place in the country to bring his victims to, there wasn’t any reason to research a victim to find their routine and living habits. Cynthia didn’t even see Jason move up behind her as she was walking home from band practice and when he grabbed her from. They were engaged for six years, then one day as Joanna came into the kitchen for breakfast, she fainted. Her grandmother took her to be examined by a doctor. Being reasonably astute, he was able to diagnose at least some of Joanna’s problem. She had been kept waiting for her marriage far too long. What he did not say was that on top of all the other anxieties that had been loaded on to her by church and family, Joanna was extremely frustrated sexually. At twenty-six Joanna married her hero..