My hand wandered down Cathy’s ass and back up but this time under her skirt. Cathy’s upper thighs tensed not knowing what was coming next. My fing...rs touched the outer puffy lips of my sister’s cunt. I heard a muffled gasp from Cathy’s mouth, but I never let my finger leave her tender flesh. Vicky was moaning audibly now… mumbled words could be faintly heard from time to time. What surprised me was how wet Cathy’s cunt was. Was it wet before she started to lick Vicky’s ass or was it a result of. "Before we begin there are some rules you must follow, for your own safety." The tone of her voice indicated these rules were not up for debate."First. When I say we stop. We stop."Second. During the act of intercourse you must not struggle or fight against me. We can fight during foreplay, if that's what you'd like, but once we start having sex you relax and let me take control. I don't want to hurt you, but if you trigger my feeding response I may not be able to control myself."Jack didn't. After several hours of talking to men and woman who all seemed right for her, she finally found the perfect man who promised to make her passing as pleasurable as possible, several weeks later she agreed to meet with the man who would only identify himself as Chef Trolloc, agreeing on a place to meet she set off once again hoping this time she would not return alive.Jessica was waiting at the designated meeting place as a car pulled up the man inside gave Jessica a good looking over with his. We may be here sometime'. Jenny wanted to scream, and very nearly did before she noticed the train was not as empty as she had first assumed, a couple were sitting some five or six rows down from her. They were both mid-to-late forties. The woman was pretty, she had long golden hair and was wearing a glamorous blue-green dress, which highlighted her voluptuous body. The man too was handsome, despite the fact that his clearly once muscular physique was beginning to deflate. He had thick dark.