'song' wasn't the right word for it. It was more like an audible energy, a buzzing, a pulsing sound that slipped into the cracks of her mind and rewir...d her thoughts...The next morning, she'd checked her email before she'd even fully woken up, desperate to find that someone - /anyone/ - had found her worthy of messaging, hoping that the dam of silence had broken, and she'd find her inbox overflowing with horny guys, wanting to meet her, wanting to fuck...Nothing.Glancing at the clock, Abigail. I felt his large tool enter me and gasped. "Oh, that's a lovely tight fit." He groaned, as he began to thrust in and out of me. I moaned. "You like that do you?" He asked. I said that I did. He pulled a fistful of my hair from the back of my head. "Do you like that?" I groaned yes. He fucked harder. I felt his big balls smacking against me. "Get on the bed." He gasped, releasing my hair. I fell down on my back and he wasted no time in crouching over my face and pushing his cock down my. Flowing in Mary’s wake was Samantha, the vampiress Abigail sired. The young woman became mist, white, ethereal, drifting beside the vehicle.Abigail fired her 9mm. Each pull of the trigger sent a burst of three or four rounds from the gun. It spat them out in a rapid tat-tat-tat. With her strength and reflexes, the bullets struck their targets. Cops fell dead, each bullet landing between their eyes.Abigail squeezed her juicy thighs together, savoring the carnage.The SUV was 100 feet away.Abigail. I was moaning softly so I wouldn't wake Rick up. After I orgasmed, I went to sleep thinking about the next night. The next day went really well, we talked about a lot of different things and went out to eat before he finally said it's time to go to the truck. I could barely contain my excitement. I was going to ride in a big truck and I was riding with my hot cousin. It was very hot out so I wore short white shorts and a black tank top. I purposely didn't put a bra on and I never wear panties..