In the meantime, she has been teasing me while sucking me off by telling me how she loves to see the look of lust in men's eyes and rock hard cocks as...they take her!Of all the true stories I wrote previously about our sexual games when I had the old account on here "mentohaveher" she said the most she enjoyed herself and came the most from was this one below because of how wild these rugby guys "dominated" her and made her feel "so sexually wanted and fucked" And I have to admit it was so. When I saw Amber this morning, I felt ... I felt apathy. It surprised me. I expected to be angry or hateful. I still felt the hurt a bit, but I was almost overwhelmed with a sense of peace in that I really didn’t care the same about her at all. Does that make sense?”“Jake, I’m worried I may have come on too strong and too early. Are you sure the connection we’ve shared hasn’t masked what you’re really feeling?”“I’ve thought about that. I don’t think so. I think what has grown quickly between us. Well, let's just call them "strenuous circumstances". And though vampires can potentially have centuries of accumulated experience under their belt, they're naturally impulsive at the best of times, generally letting their predatory instincts and big egos make the decisions for them.My third, last and fortunately biggest advantage was that they had no idea who the hell they were fucking with.There was a short cry of alarm and some crashing sounds as I saw the shadowy form of what I took to be. ” The two men cackled to each other and walked out the back of the trailer, leaving me alone with Lacy once again. As soon as the screen door slapped closed, I jumped up and frantically searched the floor for my pants. “Who the hell was that?” I asked Lacy, as I located my trousers and stepped inside them. “Oh, pay them no mind,” Lacy replied, as she began getting dressed. “That’s just my husband and his loser friend is all.” I paused zipping up my pants.