Somehow it made the experience even hotter.She started sliding the silky panties down her thick, sexy olive-toned thighs. She left her skirt up so I ...ould see her black bush. She slid the panties off over her shoes.“You want to see how they feel wet?” she asked. “Ever felt that?”“I haven’t.”“Let me see that hard-on,” she said.I unzipped my pants in a hurry. It was seven in the morning and we were in my car in the parking lot of an oil-change place. We were two blocks from her school. Other. It boggled her mind!Trembling, Patsy caressed Cloud's cock. A drop of cum oozed from his pisser. Her blue eyes turned glassy. "Ooooo, he's cumming," she moaned."No," Mary giggled, watching Patsy. "He hasn't started yet."Cloud neighed and pawed the floor. He jerked his rump and jabbed his cock through Patsy's clinging fingers. His nuts swung, slapping at her arms."Oh, God," Patsy squealed. "He's gonna trample me." No, he isn't," Ellen said. "You're getting him hot." See his cum?" Mary said. She. "Don't you, slut?" Or maybe that was the priest. No, it was my non-talking blood, trying to make me look like a liar."Grr," I growled. "Braaaiiins!"Then I stood up.The priest looked surprised. "I'm surprised you can still stand up," he elaborated."Vampires are burnt by holy water," I said. "Not zombies. Stupid." Zombies," he mused thoughtfully. "Is that why you were moaning about brains just now?" Yes." I thought that was just a stereotype." It is," I confirmed. Then I ripped his heart out.. At the sound of the zipper, Anne realised what was coming and tried to brace herself, but the restraints holding her wrists and ankles made any resistance impossible. From his stance between her legs, the man bent down, laid his hand on the small of her back and without further warning buried himself into his victim.Locked onto the horse, Anne gasped as she felt his dick slide into her and heard him moan with pleasure as he moved in and out of her. Already desperate with desire, the man was far.