..' His mind already wandered, his cock aching in response. She was away for another hour at least, he thought. Plus, these are dirty, she isn't expec...ing them back today.. His mind trailed off, filled with lust as he walked up to his room. Panties still in hand. Mark laid on the bed, knowing how wrong the thing he was about to do was. He was a dirty, old pervert. But, he was going to do it. He settled down, still holding the blue lace between his fingers. Seeing her underwear made his cock. You made her into... into...'“'My futa fang-whore?' the countess asked. From the shadows around her crotch, it sprouted. A thick shaft of flesh thrusting out of the hidden folds of her pussy. The cock swelled with virile passion, pulsing with the countess's undead heart. 'You won't be a fang-whore, Alexis. You shall be my queen. That's why I hired you.'“'Almighty god, deliver your servant from evil!' whimpered the girl as the countess and her massive futa-dick came closer and closer.”“Oh, this. For some minutes we exchanged small talk, why we were there? where we lived? Her fantastic physique was explained when she told me that she was a Fitness Instructor. Then they briefly shared their story and it transpired that they were neighbours who met for occasional sex and have decided to try outdoors for a change. I asked them if I was a distraction but they surprised me by saying that I might add to their fun. Increasingly, he became quiet and remained looking at me intently, his. ”“Steve, if, and I’m not saying she is, but if she’s your destiny, and you refuse to accept it, your life will be a series of failed relationships as you struggle to fill the void. Does this sound familiar?”I sighed, “Shit. I can’t do this. I can’t.”“If I’m right, you need to find a way to break the spell; to break the pattern of your life.”“Isn’t that what’s happening with you coming to live with me?”“Maybe. But it’s only part of the answer. I’m to keep you from getting involved with new.