She was absolutely beautiful. I was sad she was in this position.“Do you have any other family? Any friends you could stay with?”“No.”“Do yo... know where you’re going?”“Not really.”I couldn’t believe this woman had nowhere to go. I felt very bad for her and just wanted to take care of her. I felt obligated to help her. She was just too pretty to be in the situation she was in. I was afraid of a scumbag picking her up and whoring her out. It was now my duty to keep her safe.“You can stay with me. ”“Such a curious way to say you’re horny,” Merita purred, her tongue licking my ear. “I like it. I’ll cure your hysterics, yes. I’ll make you cum. Relax you so you can find wakefulness again.”I let out a moan as her tentacle moved from my clitoris to my pussy. It rubbed up and down against my wet flesh. The pleasure rippled out of my sex and through my body. I gasped, arching my back, pressing into her breasts. Her lips nibbled on my ear then she nuzzled at my neck, kissing and licking, while. "This takes for-ever," Cordelia protested, stamping her heeled foot."Effingo? Weird... Ah, occlude, jacio stillicidium, how obvious," Gilesexclaimed.However, Cordelia had already started her move; she splashed thegateway with her holy water. Her thought was it worked on everythingelse, so why not. The gateway reacted as if it had been hit by alightning stroke. Half-deaf Giles got back up on his feet while hesoundly cursed Cordelia."Ordinary rain-water, I said. Stillicidium..." Then Giles. “Oh, nothing really, its just that she is my favorite author. I love that part of the Carpathian Novel series,” and smiled even more broadly. She asked if I had read it and I replied I had, and most all of Christine’s works as well. I reached over and turned the page to a familiar one, saying this is one of my favorite chapters, opening it to where the heroin and her soul mate fuck for hours on end. Her smile was twisted as she said she'd read it once already, agreeing that the author does have.