“I was greedy,” she said. “I drank too much.” “Couldn't have drunk more than me,” I said. I had a vague memory of beer glasses and shots o... whiskey. “I drank it all, I'm afraid,” she said. “All what?” “All of your blood. I usually just drink enough to get me through the day, and I feel it's a fair exchange. I get what I need to survive, the donor gets what he wants, or she wants. On rare occasions though, like last night, I take too much and this happens.” “What happens?” I asked. “We fell. I spent most of it shivering on thewing, but in the second half the opposition kicked a high ball towardsme, while four burly forwards bore down on me shouting war cries. I leaptto catch the ball just as I was clattered by the brutes, fell badly on myshoulder and head, and lost consciousness. When I came round, I was lyingon my back surrounded by faces, with my head being held firmly by twohands. I heard a voice say "Peter, don't try to move your head until youare checked over." From the side. When she'd attempted to seduce her cheerleading squad's faculty sponsor and found her actually in the throes of a fuck with one of her female cheerleaders, Brenda had finally succumbed to the hotness of the moment and actually allowed herself to stand there and masturbate but then she'd managed to slip of our the house without being caught. Brenda now knew better than anyone what her squad's sponsor did in her free-time, she just needed to figure out of the teacher was only attracted to girls. ”I believed her. A few minutes later Marcy was sucking and swallowing like a professional cocksucker.Dad took off that weekend to solicit some new ‘friends’ to fuck his wife and to get their cocks sucked by his thirteen-year-old daughter.I got my cock sucked and I fucked them both every chance that I got. I wouldn’t let Marcy drain my cock, I needed to cum inside one of them every time that I got hard. Mom loved it whenever I would tell her to clean Marcy up afterwards.When the day finally.