Another part was simple nervousness. The propagation would be starting in a little under six hours. Jo was going to bite into his neck and feed from h...m. Though part of him was eager for the experience, another part couldn't help but be afraid. She was, after all, going to sink her razor sharp teeth into one of the primary vessels that carried arterial blood from his heart to his brain. No one could possibly voluntarily undertake such a task without feeling at least a little bit of nerves.. She told me other things, probably scolded me but i was in total fear to even respond. I just kept telling her “sorry”, and “please don’t tell anyone” in my feeble voice please don’t tell anyone aunty.. please” I said again. She felt sorry for me, and said “Ok ok. You go now. Don’t do this again.” I came out still shaking and she locked the door from inside. I came down to the hall and switched on the TV, but my mind was elsewhere. ‘Fucking Bitch!’ I thought about my aunt. ‘Her husband can’t. Holly felt a body up behind her, she felt hands over her backside and her hips, she felt her skirt being lifted and her panties pulled to the side, then she got pulled back into a big hard cock, ohhh that felt so good. It was definitely not going to take him long to fill her up with his juices, and it was going to be even less before Trudi would come, she had never been eaten out like this by a woman, it was perfect, she felt like she was losing control of her own body. She loved it! Holly was. As is always the case the minute you put everything away you get that call. It was mid afternoon and i had just returned from a very important meeting so instead of my usual jeans and safety boots i was wearing a skirt suit with stockings and 6" heals. I had carefully picked a shirt out thst hugged my figure cos i wanted to win the contract.It had been a good meeting and i was in a good mood when the phone rang. It was Daz, he needed some accessories and he said it wouldnt wait. I looked on the.