It was even more of a turn on knowing that she was such a hot slut, her husband taking pictures of her available wet cunt, her legs being spread by th... man that had just been fucking her. Looking at such an explicitly sexual scene, one that she had undoubtedly enjoyed many times over several decades. Reaiizing she was still sucking a cock, imagining just how many times she had been shared like this - and wanting to be another man whose cock had enjoyed her like this.The next picture was a bit. Still, Laura smiled sweetly and they went to a hotel bar nearby. The looks they got were astonishing, two perfectly stunning women, dressed to the nines, drinking together in a dark corner."So... how long have you been screwing Yvette?" Rhonda asked brusquely, lighting up a cigarette."What a question," Laura glared. "What a way to put it. She's a friend. We've been friends for almost two years." That long. She must have been getting bored. I've been screwing her for six months, at least." Maybe. Anderson about today?" Are you shirting me? What the fuck? Jason went through this embarrassment on the phone yesterday. Didn't that fucking wench note the medical condition? Almost immediately, Jason went from stunned to pissed, and then in a loud voice he announced, "I think I may have contracted a social disease." You could almost hear a collective gasp throughout the waiting room, as Jason definitely caught the attention of all the little old ladies. He didn't give a shit. He was pissed.. Because she was smiling at me and she had fangs......"I have to be dreaming"....i took all the sheets off and even searched the house but...nothing!! I have no clue who this girl is or what she wants from me. All i know is i want her.I climbed into bed. And as i turned to grab a book i felt the room get a little cold. I look and shes right next to me. Smiling that beautiful smile and her fangs are the sharpest ive ever seen. I finally swallow the lump in my throat enough to ask."Who are.