Dipti sat in the plush chair across me. I put down my book and Deepti put her right foot between my legs, resting it on my chair, and handed me the ba...ket containing her pedicure materials. I was wearing boxer shorts and a tee shirt.I put the basket on the table next to my chair and took out a bottle of lotion. I put some in my hands and rubbed them together to warm the lotion. She watched my hands, and looked to my eyes, in anticipation. I took my hands and placed them on her foot.I rubbed the. She leaned forward and, using only her mouth, put it on my hard cock. Hersoft hands began touching my balls as she rose off my dick. She licked her lips, andleaned forward for a kiss.We passionately kissed, and I ran my fingers through her soft hair. My other hand slidup her belly to fondle her breasts. She leaned forward.“Are you going to be my young stud? Are you going to fuck me with your huge dick?”She climbed on top, placing her entrance on the tip of my cock. She started. ’ I stared up into the eyes of my savior and pouted. Yes. I pouted. A laugh rumbled deep in his chest. His eyes shone with amusement. ‘You need my blood to heal. I couldn’t give it to you by mouth because you would have choked. So, this is the next best option.’ I glared at him, a puny human glare at that. ‘I don’t recall giving you permission to give me any of your blood. What if you have a disease.’ ‘It’s either that or you would have died. Besides, I’m sure you know vampires cannot contract. Eventually Miss Danica replied to one of my emails, and soon I was sending Her worship sheets and telling Her about my worship. One of the things I often said as part of my online worship was “I’d love to see you pose Miss”, and by that I meant just watch, not take photos (which I’d never done, and didn’t even have a camera). Sometimes girls would say “fine”, but I never had the nerve to go through with it. Miss Danica replied “if you mean a private photo session, then yes.” But there would be.