Half panicked and half desperate I looked around for anything useful, and finally grabbed the remote control off the desk and quickly pushed it into m... sopping twat.I rammed it inside of me, a little too hard as the rubber buttons were a little too rough on the walls of my vagina, pulling at them painfully. At this point, I didn't care though, it just felt incredibly good to have something inside of me. Meanwhile, another email from Helga arrived.I opened it with trembling hands, greeted by a. "I wanted to ask you if you wanted a sandwich for lunch. Sorry, geez." No big deal, Ben," her friend said and they soon left and went downstairs.Well, my cock had deflated by then so I got dressed and went outside for a bit. I knew I had to talk with my sister about it and her friend, too, to make sure they wouldn't tell our mom or dad, though I really thought our mom might take it better than my dad. She just seemed more relaxed about stuff like that.So, I went back in and they were in the. Strange he thought. He poked his head back out the door to see if his wife's car was outside in the driveway. It was. He turned back around only to catch a glimpse of something black and shiny that resembled a human throwing a black shroud over his head. He went to flailing his arms trying to hit and fight back, but hit nothing but air and the door behind him. He then felt someone grab his right arm, clasp something around his wrist and put his arm behind his back. He tried with his left. I lean down and lick all over, tasting the wonderful coppery taste of blood mixed with your musky-male scent, and the salty taste of your pre-cum. I hum appreciation for the delicious taste and smell of you, and you groan, jerking in my mouth. The lines are still bleeding, and I suck hard for more of your delicious blood. You hands are on the back of my head, and you are fucking my mouth, moaning loudly. I let you, my hand dropping down between my legs to finger myself as you pleasure.