I was doing my Count Dracula routine and was down to my fangs, my cape and g-string. The eight women were encouraging the raven hair bride-to-be in a ...lue mini dress and a white shirt to put money in my g-string. I invited the 5’3” beauty onto the stage and played the seductive bloodsucking count to her demure Mina. With my left hand, I covered her body with the cape while I removed her shirt and mini dress with my right hand. When I opened the cape, she was standing only in her small salmon. Ethan was propped against the first stalagmite, closest to the cave entrance. Sabine lifted his head back to check his temperature his temperature with a hand to his forehead but jerked her hand away with a gasp of shock and fear. "What is it," Lily said turning away from her inspection of the room at the sound. When Sabina just crouched in front of Ethan without answering she hurried over only to also freeze with fear when she looked at his face. The blackness had spread through his veins and. “Let daddy feel that pussy.”Burt’s hands wandered to Vincent’s pubic area. He felt around and pushed Vincent away saying, “What the fuck? You a dude?”“Yes, daddy!”“Ah hell naw. I don’t get down like that.”“I’m sorry. I thought Hadrian told you.”“He ain’t say shit. I’m bout to go.”“Okie dokie.”“Look…How you get a phat butt like that?”“I had ass shots.”“Damn! I ain’t never fucked no dude, but you got my shit hard.”“Ooh la la!”“Shit! I can’t believe I’m saying this. Can you keep a secret,” Burt. This was a big step for us. It was the most exciting thing we had ever done together. We all three kissed a sort of lop-sided kiss, but we wanted to do better. We stuck our tongues out and they danced and swirled until our spit was mingled together in our mouths. It was so intimate. We were enclosed in our own world, oblivious to the world outside the curtain of our hair. Inside the fairy-ring we were one, and everything we did from that moment on was truly magical. From best friends we were.