Now with some time to myself and privacy to boot I looked into the mirror again.I struck a sexy pose and began to undress like I was performing for Ka...en.When I pulled the nightshirt off I see the glistening of my trimmed light brown bush from the leaking wetness.My nipples were very hard and stood out nicely against the mounded flesh of my breasts.I ran my hands from my waist up my sides until they cupped both breasts.They looked so beautiful now as they were very noticeable for when I am. My mind was convinced that her blood was what I wanted. No, that was wrong. I wanted her blood. But not in a way I had ever wanted another's blood before.Feeding to me previously had been the same as any other mundane life task. You did it because you needed to do it. With Grace, the desire to feed was lessened, but not the desire to have her. I thought of her on that white silken bed, disrobed with her rosy swollen nipples. Just that image called to me. I wanted my fangs to sink into her. And it has no bearing on your living status here. Other than knowing that you'll be admitting the Cowgirls will lose. But if you win the bet, Peggy will be your sex slave for the evening. You can do to her whatever you wish. She's already agreed to this. If I win the bet, you'll have to be my sex slave for the night. Which somewhere along the line will involve Peggy anyway, so it's really a win win for you. And don't worry, you don't have fret over Marcus plowing you up your rear." My head is. Nicole did not resist. At the touch of his hands she froze and her body demanded to know what the teen had in mind. The vibrator jabbed at her pussy through the panty fabric while the teen’s hand roughly squeezed her left breast. “You are wet, like really wet. You do like this.” Manny said pushing the vibrator back and forth between her legs and moving his fingers to tweak her nipples. “Shut up and just…shut up…” Nicole moaned softly. Manny pulled back both hands leaving Nicole.