"I think you have a not-so-secret admirer," Donald whispered to Stella as they moved about the dance floor, as graceful as figure skaters performing a...ballet on ice. Stella blushed. "I don't think she's admiring me. I think she's studying me, as if I were a rat in a maze." "Don't be silly. Why would she do that?" "I think she's suspicious of me." "Suspicious of you? In what way?" Stella raised an eyebrow. "You know." "What?" Donald laughed aloud at his girlfriend's misgiving. "That's. My hand returned to stroke and pets his hard dick. He moved his hand down to the junction of my thighs. I raised my right knee giving him free access to my pussy. He gently stroked his fingertips across my smooth hairless mound and outer lips of my pussy. There was another small gasp from me.After only a few seconds of this, his middle finger slipped between the spreading outer lips to feel the warm folds of my inner pussy lips. They were slippery with my juices and passion. My hand was moving. Terry’s eyes opened with a start, she realised she must have dosed off. She glanced at Bobby, he was still asleep, his chest rising and falling at even intervals indicating a deep sleep. She smiled looking at him, he was tired, she knew he was putting long hours in at the airfield, too long. She’d seen it in his eyes when they spoke on the computer, and she guessed the other three men were doing the same. Yet they never bitched about it.She quietly got off the bed pausing to get a bra and thong. Lilith’s delighted chuckle reverberated in her mind. She arched one eyebrow and pointed her crop at Jessica.“That’s quite a temper you have. Inherited from your mother if I’m not mistaken? Good. It will be an asset in your new role, as long as you don’t let it get the better of you. You are not a vampire. You are a succubus. And you won’t need to suck dicks. Is your imagination really that limited?”Jessica glared at her, her arms raising in an exaggerated.