And closed her eyes.Damien's face filled her mind as she sank into sleep. I let him die. There was no way for him to get the keys.That saddened her. I... was her Sire's will for Damien to die by sunlight, but the human part of Abigail loved her husband. If she was still human, guilt would have clouded her mind and kept sleep away.She plunged into her dreams.Abigail watched herself stalking through the cafeteria, moving on the balls of her feet, crossbow in hand. It was ... surreal to the. When we arrived to my apartment, James put down my grocery on top of my dinner table; we begin to stare at each other eyes with passion. We begin to hug and kiss, like we never had been kiss before. I say to James ‘Relax yourself; get comfortable I will put something on sexy’. James begin to take off his clothes, strength out on my bed, I have put on a mini tin top shirt with the word say ‘fuck me’ on it. The shirt only cover half of my 46D cup tits with my nipples hard and show, nothing at. Robin and her friend Brenda had cleared it with their dorm mother to be out for a couple of nights. They were supposed to be staying with Brenda's parents in Lebanon, but I'm pretty sure that my place was in the plans all along. Brenda and my buddy Don were going to be on the hide-a-bed and Robin was going to be with me in the bedroom.As we got ready for bed I expected this to be the same as our previous make out sessions. She would give me a hand job and I would go down on her. I loved eating. The pain was turning to pleasure and her head was swimming. So she nodded, hoping he would see. He slapped her hard on the ass once again, pulling his fingers from her ass and grabbing her by the hips so that he could fuck her like a proper whore should be fucked.“Oh, god. Yes, please, yes… Please fuck me,” she moaned into the pillow. He obliged, making her scream loudly as she orgasmed once, then again in quick succession. He didn’t give her time to recover. He pulled his cock from its wet,.