I opened the door and she asked me why I was shouting?!! I told her that I slipped in the bathroom and shouted at that time. Aunty checked me and afte... seeing nothing was wrong, she told me to take rest and went back to her house.When I came back to the bedroom, Jagan came and lifted me and threw me to the bed. He then took his cock and entered my asshole. I was about to scream again but the driver closed my mouth. His cock went completely inside my tight asshole and he started fucking my. I wanted her. Badly.I shook my head and looked away. I shouldn’t have wanted her. She was human. She was food. But, god, did she call to me. I could practically hear her blood singing to me. This wasn’t possible. This couldn’t be happening.Panicking, I threw some money onto the bar and made for the door.¤¤¤Slamming the door behind me, I stomped into my loft. Her blood couldn’t have been calling to me. I huffed as I plopped myself onto my plush leather couch.I’d heard stories, of course, of my. We had pictures of everything.The heat was cloying with the humidity, and while it was quiet – the only sounds being nature waking back up and the sounds of distant emergency vehicles and generators, it was also beginning to have a definite alien smell, probably the result of all the downed vegetation in the early stages of decomposition.“Back to the boat, baby,” I said. “Nothing else we can do onshore.”We ended up anchored in the next lake down the chain of lakes ending in the Gulf of Mexico.. While I was standing waiting for Jim to come out of the bathroom, Dion walked up with Jackson. I was still covered in cum and I was actually embarrassed. Do you believe that? Four guys in 24 hours and I was still embarrassed to be a slut. The three of us started talking and it was actually pretty funny because I was standing there, totally naked with cum all over me and we were carrying on this totally normal conversation. I mentioned how I was going to clean up and then I’d be out of their.