The bitch’s underwear would be in there from the previous night. Again, I couldn’t resist looking. Sure enough, partially hidden was a tiny black ...nd pink g-string (caked in dry punk), a matching bra, that wouldn’t have covered anything, and a suspender belt and stockings (both had spunk stains on them). My mind was racing – what had she done to leave this amount of stains? With stained panties in hand, I sat down to watch my evidence. As the tape whirred into life, Linzi was sitting exactly. I got the distinct impression they were doing their best to present as sisters despite every indication that they were mother and daughter traveling without the impediment of manly control. It was a contradiction of sorts that was more suited to a less civilized environment like roughing it on the frontier than sheltered presence in the confines of modern society. It was a truism of sorts that authentic ladies of quality traveled well insulated from the rigors of public intercourse generally. “Yes, you got a little weak there, didn’t you? This is Cersei. Drink from her,” I cut Cersei’s left hand and poured a good bit of her blood into a cup, which I gave Eddie to drink to her horror.I got the impression that Eddie preferred True Blood most of the time, that he never hunted, but he was now desperate enough to take whatever sustenance he could get. He drank the whole thing, but he needed more, so I pulled Cersei by her hair and dragged her over to where Eddie could drink directly from. Not very impressed with her reactions I took my assault to the next level. I started writing out ABC's on her clit and every few letters would give her clit the smallest little nibble. I also decided to have a little side dish with my dinner and let my right hand wander up to her breast and started caressing and lightly pinching her nipple. "MMMMMMMM....I'm glad your enjoying meal honey. I close to giving you some sauce for the meat." Sarah's dirty talk always got me excited and this.