Such a tease." She rubbed me a dozen more times. "Are you sorry for what you did the other night, teasing me from behind like that while I was talking...to your father, no less?" No." I was defiant but thankfully, Mom kept up her seductive rubbing."So, did you pray for it or not?" You know I did," I gasped."And what did He say?" she cooed. "He said its wrong," I panted. Gambling that I was playing the game right, going with my gut, I gasped, "He asked what kind of slut would fuck her own son for. . Every bit of u. And she said –oh my god.! My husband will kill me if he finds out. I felt a bit strange too, talking this ways to a lady without knowing anything about her and the conversation moved on to general interest areas. Logical to the exchange above, I asked her to join me for a cup of coffee, so we decided upon what we would be wearing so that each could recognize the other, as you all know, pictures can be pretty different from how we look in real life. I have a thing for pretty. Maybe this little girl was a vampire, or just some crazy rich k**. It didn’t matter; Rachel was going to get away. Whatever happened this time, she would not cower in fear or give in to demands. “I should have you punished, down in the basement for three days of torture, before I decide if I want to drink every last drop of your blood, but Im felling generous.” The sharp look in the small vampire’s eyes seemed deadly serious. No little girl ever had that sort of cold gaze. “If you agree to be. As I continue to suck, bite, pinch, and play with your nipples and your breasts and you press yourself into me, your orgasm suddenly rushes in and takes your body by storm.I sense the storm passing. I shift my lips to yours and kiss you passionately. My hand roughly grabs your pussy. Using my fingers inside you, I forcefully pull your body to where I want it as I rub my thumb in a circular motion around your clit, pressing hard with my thump as my fingers fill your vagina and press hard on your.