Her moans became louder and her body moved faster with my fingers. I could feel her clenching down on me which made me growl. She was so fucking sexy....“Shit!” She screamed “Baby!” I pulled my fingers out of her and her cum shot all over my jean cladded crotch. I drove back into her and stroke her faster for a couple seconds and let go. She squirted a second time. “Oh my god!” She growled her body writhing on the kitchen side while I held her head with my hand. I kissed her hard but slow. Her. Stacy was in agony, it was to her credit that she held out for another five minutes, but then she could take no more and spat out her safe word. We immediately cut the cord and her body relaxed. After tending to her we decided it was time for bed. I kissed Stacy goodnight and led Zack into my bedroom.I sat him on the edge of my bed, spat on his shaft and began to work him with my hand when he had become rock hard; I slipped cock into my mouth. I started by nibbling on his foreskin then I went. I felt my mouth water as I thought about the veins along the pale skin and wondered if it really did feel like any other parts of the body. Most women did not enjoy foreskins anymore. I hadn’t any ideas why this was the case, but I enjoyed them deeply. From the soft skin of the shaft to the scent of the balls that was soaked in the smell of male sweat and cum… I longed for it day and night. Yes, I’m a cock worshiper. And I find that calling myself a male worshipper to be similar to the female. Without my vampire dexterity, I would not be in this mess wearing a bra! "Not bad Cheyenne, perhaps you were always meant to be a girl." "Ha ha!" As I said that, I blushed a little, and an image of Jeannette popped into my mind. She must be going crazy with worry about me. It should be her here in this situation, she would love being a perfect female. Rebecca then handed me a pair of matching black lacy panties. I stepped into them and noticed how smooth my legs where as I pulled them up.