Her head was still arched back, her stare still vacant, fixed on the foot of the staircase. And then I saw it, a real foot at the foot of the staircas.... Or rather a boot, von Gelding’s boot! He drove the stake through me with the force of his arms, narrowly missing my heart, but piercing that of his daughter. Without a sound, betraying no pain, she died in my arms. Since undergoing the change, I have never felt sympathy, or pathos, or even pity, for any of my victims. Not for those I’ve fed on.. The only problem was i couldn’t really fuck her anymore, she was ruined for my smaller cock. One day i got a call on my cell and she said some late emrgencies came in and she would be late. But i wasn’t at home, i was close to her work so i decided to drive by. I didn’t see more than 3 cars, one being hers …. and the reception area light was off. It is actually an old house converted to an office on the first floor, but the rooms and upper floors have yet to be lent out to any tenants.I knew i. ." Oh god, she didn't know! Let me come...keep torturing me...make me beg some more! "Please..."And then it burst out of her, from a place of need so deep that it seemed her whole life had been building up to this moment."Fuck me, Sir! ...FUCK ME!"He hooked his arms under her knees to push her legs back towards her chest then entered her with a single, powerful thrust.That was all it took for Marie. She screamed as her entire body tightened in rapture. Her eyes rolled back in her head, her toes. Fucking this beauty from behind, in the open. I looked down to see her long hair, her back, her curved waist, her ass, her clean, dark, wrinkled ass-hole, and my cock surrounded by her pussy labia pounding in and out of her.After a while of this exquisite fucking I paused and ran my thumb over the outside of her ass-hole, tickling it. She moaned and didn’t resist. So I edged the tip in, She moaned more and didn’t resist. Slowly I rocked my hips as I inched past my nail into her dark depths then.