She was still staring at the ceiling fan, her hands at her side, her legs spread obscenely wide. She had a smile on her face. "Will she remember what ...appened?" Up until the point I bit her and started to feed, she will," Jo said. "You two have long ceased to have any amnesiac affects from my pheromones but amnesiac proteins in my saliva are of a different nature and will still keep you from recording memories while you're under their influence. There is no tolerance or immunity to the. I have always been a fan of eating pussy, BUT she tastes amazing. Before I know it I have the whole handle in my mouth. Licking my daughter's juices off of it. She must have used it this morning because the taste is fresh. My cock hardens again and I rub her brush against it. With her hairbrush in my left hand I start massaging my cock with my right hand. There is precum on the tip of my cock and use her brushes bristles to wipe it off. The devil resting on my right shoulder smiles as my. Second thrust. Powerful, sturdy, but very unlike the first one. This is like a hammer, rather than a spear. The powerful strokes bludgeon you, slowly, bluntly, and hard. Each time it strikes you at the end of its journey. You can already feel the bruises starting to form inside you.Your mouth opens in order to scream at the size of what is pounding in and out of you, but only half a scream emerges before another, warm shaft is forced into it. Instinctively, you start sucking on it, and complete. What is your answer? she only has ten seconds left to remain alive."Tim was addicted to her sweet blood. He wanted to pull off, but it had awakened part of him that was not under his control. His thirst had awakened and the hunger had a separate mind covered in a red fog. It was separated by bloodlust, and was unable... unwilling to withdraw. His awakened hunger was now in control of his body. He knew what he needed to do, but couldn't act on it. With his remaining will Tim thought these words,.