”She shivered at the memory of not wanting him to stop the assault on her ass. The combination of the pleasure and the pain aroused her. She wanted ...he pain. She needed the pain. Something had awoken inside her that she had not known existed. She remembered being the most serene when the chaos he unleashed on her was the most intense.He had taken her to a place deep within herself. A place disconnected from time and space.It was a cathartic experience.She savored his taste that still lingered. I picked up the riding crop you’d dropped to the floor and as your pussy was being ravaged by that thickness within you I added to the glow from the belting I’d given you earlier. I stood beside your mouth once more and used it to bring my cock to hardness once again. I released your right hand and you immediately started to stroke your own clitoris with rapid fingertip movements. Moving behind the woman I bent her forward, removed her cunt-clamps, and slid my length into her tight pussy. As. ”Paula hopped up with a little assist from Paul. She then brachiated from one end to the other. Paul walked alongside. As soon as she dropped down the boy hopped up, with an assist from her, and brachiated back to where Bennet stood, Paula walking alongside this time. They were both competent brachiators, but then they lived here and could practice often.Paul Macon continued the tour, walking to a spot near one of the trees.“Over here,” he told them, “is where all the plumbing and electrical. Vampires drink blood, you know. The only people I know of that can get blood from a dead person all work for the IRS.Anyway, here I was. Why? I didn't know. I was pretty sure I was somewhere in California, the name of the town had slipped my mind, and this was one big-assed graveyard for so small a place. What was happening?I saw two people, teenagers it seemed, wending their way through the graves. One was a really cute blonde, with a cheerleader look about her. The other was a young male,.