After her death, it felt as though all colors of life had faded into gray. Nothing was worth looking at anymore. Life had no more meaning, and I hated...being the one who survived. I got up off the bed and walked into my kitchen to get the bottle of blood that was given to me as a gift. I poured some into a cup and drank from it. It wasn't nearly as good as drinking from a live human, but it would have to be enough. Since Viviana died, I stopped feeding from humans. My cell phone rang,. My body quivered and l felt a sudden release of sensations as l came. My orgasm spurted out creating a puddle on the floor, l had to let Andy’s cock go out of my mouth as l let out a loud ‘Yesss’ and with this John gave one final huge thrust as he came up my ass. He might have a cock that wasn’t impressive, but he came like an fire extinguisher and l could feel his hot cum deep inside me. When he removed his limp cock my ass hole felt odd, open, full and very nice, tingling. ‘my turn’ said. I thought it was funny that Pantie takes care of mypanties." She put a hand to her mouth. "Oops. That just slipped out.You see, Pantie is a little name I have for my husband."While Perry sat there, silent and blushing, Alana said, "Oh, it's okayto have a sort of 'play-name' for your hubby. I've been thinking ofcalling Timmy something else. Like Tammy." Just because he washes your panties?" Well, that and..." She paused to let her husband squirm inwardly."... also because he WEARS panties,. I'm tired, is all. Je devais juste bâiller, ma petite. That's why I have tears in my eyes.”His granddaughter had left him alone with the three little girls at the most unusual time of the afternoon, using a flimsy pretense he failed to remember. To spend some quality couple time with her husband, Eric guessed.As sweet as the kids were, all the playing with them couldn't distract his mind from racing back to all the times he had bent his beloved Andrea over the kitchen counter, the living room.