“Fate hates me, that’s what it is,” she said to no one in particular. “I feel like life just jizzed in its hand and slapped me across the face...”“Colourful.”Natalie trudged over to the two-seater sofa and flopped down onto it face first. A big cushion was propping up her hips and bottom which were now raised at a deliciously inviting angle. It reminded Dan of those massage porn videos where is was only a matter of time before the impossibly endowed blonde getting oiled up on the table was given. As we headed out, I let the windows on both sides down in order to make sure she gets some views, which bothered her more however. Because now anyone looking at our direction will either see her cleavage if she pulls her top down to cover her crotch or the other way around. And it was obvious that neither is a result she really wanted or was looking forward to. We did get a few good looks here and there, some even double looked to confirm they say correctly. It looked like her chest was about. Light blue eyes were almost grey and her pale blonde mane was almost white. It almost looked like all the color had been drained from her with the same ease that she would drain the blood from a helpless child. Her features were elegant, suggesting nobility, as did the hands which rested on his robes, they lacked any sort of callouses. Predatory eyes weighed him, the only difference from before she’d been turned into a vampire was that instead of weighing him for use as a slave, she weighed him. She weighed them then gently squeezed. I groaned softly. Just as slowly as she had taken me into her mouth, she released me, once again wanting a French kiss. We exchanged a soft kiss.She lowered her head and opened her mouth, swirling her tongue around my glans. She sucked softly and gently squeezed my balls. Her other hand went to the base of my shaft and she wrapped her fingers around me. She held me for a minute then began stroking me gently, and bobbing her head. I felt the pressure rising.