Our friends seemed to be enjoying their self’s too and I moved my hand back to your thigh as I did you slowly parted your legs and your short skirt ...ulled up as you did I could see the men sitting across from you almost choke on their drink as they saw your legs part and they could see right up your skirt to your fresh shaven pussy I smiled at her as my hand moved up and blocked their view and I slowly rubbed your clit and I could feel the juice already on your lips as I did you were looking. " Why don't I just pretend to be your slutty Miss Reynolds then." she offered. Her logic was flawed, but if a gorgeous brunette was looking for an excuse to act like a slut for him, He wasn't going to say anything to contradict her."What did the slut do next?" she asked."After you were naked, you..." He decided to just go for it "...well, you put it in your mouth." This thing!?" she grabbed his cock at the base. "I don't think that that this would fit in my mouth! But I supposed a slutty Miss. Everyone’s clothing has come off by now, and we are touching and kissing each other, but he is still our focus. And we continue . . .It’s 3:00 am now, and I realize we started at about 8:00 pm. Wow . . . time flies when . . . (well, you know). He is pretty well abused, full of bruises, welts, cuts, scratches, teeth-marks. He’s a bit bloody in some places, and I note some of the needles are still stuck in him. I wonder how he is still standing, but I guess the self-preservation instinct is. Linda rushed from the room, and came back with her husband. He saw my fangs and blinked in confusion, and Linda pushed him forwards. I grabbed his wrist lifted it, and then tore into it, drinking enough blood to sate my thirst whilst leaving him plenty to live. He staggered back when I released him. My fangs retracted into my gums. James slumped against the wall, blinking dizzily.“Good pet.” I rubbed Linda’s head. She beamed at me and I strolled off, pulling on my boxers as I went. I sat down.