A female a****l named, l****a, crouched between her legs and began to furiously lick and suck her pussy. Another female, Tabby, fingered her clit in ... teasing manner. Several of the unnamed males fought to mouth fuck her first. Other males were happy to rub their hard as rock cocks, against her luscious nipples, while their balls rubbed against her glorious orbs. Gizella was stunned. She felt the juices well up inside her and she began to writhe like a sex starved whore. They took notice. She is a petite Andhra beauty with flawless milk-white alabaster skin and long dark hair which she ties in a ponytail. Abnormally enthusiastic of badminton, she wears specs and her face is at all times contorted into a combo between a psychotic sly sulk and a peach-warm knowing smile.Some believe that she is a vampire who is sent straight from hell to suck the blood of backward Kannadiga villagers defecating in the open while others stick to the lore that she kills her lovers and strings her. I was captivated.The woman’s gaze suddenly traveled to her window. She wasn’t staring at the glass, but rather at something beyond it. Something far beyond. Something in the adjacent building. Me. She was staring at me.Our eyes met and my blood turned cold. Then it started boiling in my veins. I desperately wanted to flee, to escape her penetrating gaze. I tried to move, but I was frozen in place.It felt like an eternity before I regained control of my body. As soon as I did, I stepped. She tied my hair with a couple of little ribbons, stood back, andsaid, "There! A regular little girl!"I looked in the mirror and there was a regular and rather prettylittle girl looking back at me. I screwed up my face and cried, "Ilook awful!" No, you look very pretty. My little girl." She turned to Sis."What should we call her?" How about Fran?" Oh, that's sweet! Fran it is, then." And from then on, I was Fran.It was a nice name, much more sensible than Delicia. I abandonedDelicia.