Thank you!They call me their animal and I obey. I hate that I like it. They think I belong on my knees in front of them, my legs spread and my breasts...bare… The trouble is, I have come to the conclusion that they may be right.The old world, the human world, seems so far away now.This all started when I went with my friend to new vampire bar. It was past midnight and I was tired. My friend and I had come to the bar out of sheer curiosity. To dance. To drink cool new drinks. To see all the fun. A half-dozen microphones and about twice that number of small tape recorders sat on the plastic lectern. The room was wall-to-wall men with one or two women elbowed in for good measure or perhaps for the sake of appearances.Even Tony Kornheiser was there, looking disheveled and disenchanted. I recognized him from his TV show. He was one of the few on the tube whose chose not to wear a rug. The long-legged girl from SI was missing, but the guy from the Post was there and nodded to me when I. After cleaning up, he kissed each of them taking his time. “You are sure you are both okay with this? I didn’t take advantage of you or anything? You won’t be upset later?” he asked concerned.The girls looked at each other and smiled. Jenny being the first to respond, “Uh, take a look again. I think we were the ones to take advantage of you. Not the other way around.”“And relax. This was a one-time thing. Just to live out our fantasy. It doesn’t leave this room.” She looked at Jenny. Her jaw felt like it was almost dislocated, but she believed she could take some more of Persia's cock in her mouth and throat.Ever so slowly, Persia forced another five inches of her cock into Jeanne. Jeanne's eyes grew wider and wider, as she felt the mammoth intruder filling her up. Jeanne wanted very desperately to please and impress the other girls, but she had to remember her body's limits.Persia could sense that she'd stuffed as much as she could of her cock in to Jeanne, just as.