“Ohh, Brian, give me my present!” “Do you want it Emma? Want your candy cane?” Before he could say ...nother word I was down on my knees, teasing him through his pants, gently rubbing his growing cock. I unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down to the floor, excited to finally see my present. “This is the best fucking present ever!” I breathed onto his head, took him in my hand, gently stroking, using my thumb to tease the head of his cock. I finally. She had been terrorising the country side for three years, devouring men and women who would walk alone at night. Their bodies would turn up the next morning after being drained of blood by her. A few men has gone looking for her in order to stop her but they too had been, they had gone in unprepared to deal with her, not trained and not strong enough to deal with her sexuality and power. She had been known to use her sexual power to draw men in and convince them to let their guard down before. I straightened my skirt and pulling my figure hugging jacket tighter and took hesitant steps over their crappie garden path. I'd bought him a Rolex watch all wrapped up in a silver box with a bow. It looked so expensive and since my rich hubby had died (too many beers and steaks the old bastard) I could afford what I liked. My sis had always disapproved of my marriage 26 years old convent educated girl with a 60 something. Well only a few years later who was laughing now?I rang the bell and. It was quite a lovely thing, and opening the doors reminded me of how I would soon open up my vagina. I climbed into the wardrobe and I put my hand on my knickers. I began touching it with the dirtiest thoughts I could think of- not very dirty, of course, but I felt awful afterwards. Rubbing it felt so good- the first step in a new journey. I was beginning to get turned on, but release was still a long way away. With that in my mind, my hand went into my panties. Looking down, I examined it and.