Heather shook her head. "No ... no, I can't..."(How long before your mother turns her over to the Darkness?)Heather shuddered and stared at Melinda's ...ude and helpless body. Every day, Melinda was subjected to yet another demeaning perversion from Aunt Jo, with her mother joining in just to get herself off. How long would it be before Heather came home one day to learn that Aunt Jo had taken Melinda as her sex slave? Or captured her for the cult, this time permanently? What recourse would she. She looked up my body at me and caught my gaze; a wicked look emerged in her eyes. Realisation hit me like a steamroller. She opened her mouth and two needle sharp teeth slowly extended from inside the top of her mouth and two more came from the bottom of her mouth. She was a vampire, and I was her prey. Slowly she enveloped the swollen head of my cock with her mouth. I struggled to free myself, but it was too late. She struck. Her fangs sliced into the head.. Remember my fourth rule? No frowns? Let's see how well you do with this." She dumped a bucket of peeled, raw onions on the worktop in front of me. "Dice them up real fine and add them to the soup. And smile!" She laughed loud and hard, and waddled away."Damn, I hate cutting onions," I muttered. My eyes were already stinging from the fumes, and I hadn't even picked up my knife. There had to be about ten pounds of onions there. I knew I was in for a rough time.Yolanda was just watching me,. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back. “Oh, that’s so good, yes, yes, don’t stop,” she groaned. Her fingers snaked through my hair holding me against her and I slid two fingers tentatively into her pussy. She did not protest and I pumped them slowly in and out, soaking my fingers with her warm slickness. She lasted about another fifteen minutes and finally succumbed to the combined pleasure of my mouth and my fingers. Both hands grabbed my head and she cried out, looking down at my.