"Still surviving? It is Gianetta's turn now. I've told her to be gentle but she doesn't always listen. I'll be here to stop things if she gets too car...ied away." Me? I wouldn't!" Gianetta protested."You would. We promised not to hurt Simon. We won't even if I have to drag you off him." OK, Marie, I get the message loud and clear."Gianetta's black hair swept over my eyes. She swung it clear before her tongue thrust deep into my mouth probing and poking everywhere. Her tongue seemed as wriggly as. When I yelled at them, I think I was a surprised as they were.“LEAVE HIM ALONE!” My voice seemed to come from a hundred men at once, from a hundred places and echoed off the walls of the alley. The sound was focused and I swear I saw pieces of paper picked up and swirled along in its wake as it rocked the three standing men.One of them turned, a handgun pointing right at me, but his eyes were so wide I could see white around the entire pupil.“Holy fuck! That motherfucker glowing!” One of the. (Do I smell like that when I’m aroused?) I’m sure he was as insatiable then, as I am now. Eternal desire housed in a mortal body, a dead body, unable to feel, unable to find release, yet driven by a compulsive spirit to seek it out, always, everywhere, forever. This is the true curse of the vampire, continually desirous of both flesh and blood (female flesh and blood in my case, male in Torquemada’s) but never satisfied by either. We act, we perform, we function, but without satisfaction. Not. Karen caught her breath as she felt her brother shove his finger up her asshole, and admired his skill. He was careful to use the ball of his finger against her sensitive, silken lining as he massaged it. Gradually, she loosened, and soon felt his palm press against the crack of her ass."Oh, Jack," she groaned, "that feels great! Dig it into me, big brother, scrape my hot ass harder! Fuck me, move that cock!" You sure got a hot, tight ass, Sis!" Jack complimented her, settling his weight down a.