When he got to his car he stared at his cell phone. He had over a hundred numbers in his phone, but this was the first one that could be filed under �...�Friends’. *** The week flew by for Adriana and before she knew it, Friday afternoon was upon her. Her students had been very hyper all day and when the bell rang at 3:20 she was ready to run out of the building screaming. Instead, she organized her desk for Monday and mentally reviewed what she had completed that day. Parent teacher interviews. Axorie really messed the minds of the Originals badly. They couldn't fathom her, it was not in their conceptualization. Here was a being who was NOT US, but was also NOT FOOD. That just didn't make any sense! They tried to eat her, but she wasn't really there, but she was, because she was kicking their butts. Imagine being haunted by the ghost of Christmas Future, or something. While you were awake. At work. The Originals were very discomfited. After one day of trying to deal with this red. I started kissing her inner thighs, squeezing her breasts with my left hand. My right hand was under her ass cheeks, squeezing them nicely. She arched her back and pulled me closer. I went towards her clit, kissing her right thigh along the way and then moved to the left thigh, skipping her clit. I love teasing women ;)I kept squeezing her breasts with my left hand. I licked and kissed her left thigh, going closer to her clit. She was moaning and breathing heavily. Finally, I kissed her clit. "Damn," the Texan moaned. "This fangwhore is one hungry vixen."Abigail's pussy clenched as the hot, salty flood of jizz filled her mouth. It spilled over her lips in a gush, running down to her heaving breasts. Her dusky-pink nipples were covered in the vermilion as she feasted while she ground her hot cunt into his rippling abs. Her thighs wrapped tight around his waist as she fed."Enough of that, slut," growled the Black man.Abigail screamed as the Black man ripped her mouth away by her hair..