OHH YA, thats a real pussy Gene said as he came inside her, they went out to the back yard where Jessica once again saw the spit and the fire pit that...took her life the night before, then Gene showed her the nicely packaged meats in the freezer, Thats your leftover meat he said looking at Jessica, Yumm, go sit down at the table ill fix us some breakfast with that yummy looking meat she said as Gene went to the kitchen and sat down to a cup of hot coffee while Jessica picked up some meat. We joked that with it being a hotel room we wouldn't have to worry about cleaning the room of any mess the next morning, both getting excited about it and wondering if it would work. I'm not someone who throws up easily so we agreed that whatever the eventual outcome we would at least have fun trying.So we arrived at the hotel, we went into the hotel room and had a look round to see where the best place to do this was. I wanted to be sitting down on the floor with Michael standing over me. She'd pulled them up tightly by the waistband then leanedclose, her arms around him, a cool finger sliding under the leg band atthe back, hooking it from between his buttocks where it had ridden upduring his skipping. He was acutely conscious of her breasts pressedinto his chest and she knew it, lingering longer than was necessary andgazing into his tear-filled eyes with a knowing sneer. He could rememberstifling a sob and then she had stepped away looking down at the flatcrotch of the panties. Black hair that stopped at his shoulders, he had bushy eye brows. His body had a small scare left on his chest. His nipples were a dark brown, with wash board abbs. He had on white martial arts pants, with no shoes. I sniffed him...bleek he reeked. I tapped him with my paw. His eyes fluttered open. His hazel green eyes looked over to me.“What the...”“Ooops” I changed back and smiled at him.“I need… B-blood...”Is all he said before closing his eyes half way.“Gotcha”I ran back to the deer I just.