She urged him on, her hunger gnawing at every fiber,"Come on Darious, cum in me. I want to feel it. Please!" Shetightened down as much as she could, g...inding her hips in long, slow circles,trying to trigger his orgasm.The long slow grind did it, he threw his head back, let outan earth shattering grown and started shooting deep into her. He felt her pullhim flat onto her and her razor sharp fangs sink deep into his shoulder. Hecontinued pistoning into her as his balls emptied.His blood hit her. ” As guarded as I was, I was not about to turn him down, I pulled the small pipe from his fingers and puffed a deep hit; Oh wow, I needed that. When the smoke was done drifting from my nose dad said “Sit, let’s talk.”To say I was unnerved would be a major understatement, I was caught off guard, stunned and surprised as hell. My father, who tried his fucking best to guide me through life in the best way possible, just invited me to break some social laws with him. They weren’t totally. He laid beside her and took her in his arms, she wrapped her arms around him and opened her eyes giving him a contented look. He was tired and wanted to sleep. They cuddled and went to sleep. Next morning, it was 7 am, he was sleeping, while Adrine woke up and started her day by kissing the love of her life, Marc. She went in to the shower and took off her clothes, then she heard that someone is knocking at the door, yeah, it was Marc he came in and locked the door. He held her close and kissed. Judging from the way that Richard acted around his own mother now, he was in deep in the throes of an Oedipus complex, except maybe not the patricide part (hopefully not). He couldn’t keep his hands off Justine at all. If the present trend continued, she might soon have a third husband: her own son. At least that was her impression.“Richard, baby, I love you, but you need to get a good taste of other women as well. And not just Dandelion, either,” Justine encouraged her only son.“You’re right,.