“I would like to drink your blood,” the voice said in a rather good impression of Bela Lugosi. Lindsey turned and found herself in the arms of a m...n dressed as Count Dracula. His hands continued to caress her ass as he kissed her on the lips. “Mmm, my sassy lady, you taste good.” He was moving in for a second kiss when she drew the dagger with its rubber blade from her belt. She placed it between the Count’s legs and sweetly said: “Save your lusty desires, if you want to perform sex again.”. By turning my wrist my thumb was able to move up and down the crease between the puffy lips. They now seemed to be a little firmer. Maybe it was my imagination but her leg seemed to pushing down on my cock, (which would have been fully erect if I was not so scared of what might happen if Cat woke up). As my thumb explored her vaginal area, I realized her lips were getting warmer and firmer. My thumb found the elastic band at the edge of her panties and found its way under. Her panties were. I jumped up and headed for the shower as I wanted to be fresh for my visit to Anna’s and OMG I did enjoy a long hot shower making sure I cleaned myself like I was taught, especially important my father would always say.I threw on my boxers and a pair of dress shorts and along with a clean button up shirt I was presentable and raring to go, Bev had already gone to work so a quick coffee and some breakfast and I was all set feeling quite excited.I found her house on the other side of town and. But, I love it. I quickly engulfed his man meat, taking as much as my throat will allow, and began to suck our joint juices off his rod. God, I love this taste. His prick tastes a lot better than my ex hubbies. Maybe I can marry this prick when he gets old enough."Enough bitch," he orders after I get his cock clean. "Stand and face the Whipping Wall. I look at the wall. Yup, calling it the Whipping Wall makes sense. That does appear to be its primary purpose. Next, he cuffs my wrists directly.