In a slutty way. Not that you don't look lovely now," thevoice continues, as you feel fingers slide under your skirt and cup yourballs. "Does the litt...e slut want her pussy rubbed?" You franticallyshake your head "no," then scream in pain as you feel her fingerssqueeze them for a few moments. She finally releases them and laughs asyou are finally able to relax."Ooooo... well, well well. What do we have here?" You hear her say andsense her taking a few steps away from. You are relieved she not. "Ok.... On..... Pill....!" She said through gasps. I guessed she wasn't far off orgasming herself. I looked down and could see my shaft entering her, hear the slurping of her wet pussy, smell the sweet, musky scent of her sex, feel her nipples rock hard in my hands. The assault on my senses was too much and - thrusting hard I shot my load into that hitherto undefiled pussy, I felt jet after jet leave me. Then, she too, was out of control, writhing, arching her back, her mouth open in a silent. “Are you a vampire?”Caroline mumbled a reply, still staring apprehensively at the wooden object that that threatened her peace of mind, not to mention her clenching virgin nates.“Speak up girl. I can’t hear you. You didn’t ever have a problem letting the rest of the class hearing you while I was up teaching.”“Caroline Forbes, how old are you?”“Eighteen”“Old enough to know better than to be in a secluded place where a vampire can turn you, Caroline!”“Old enough to know better. Have you ever been. My fingers were down the front of my knickers and as I watched, I became more desirous to participate, to show an experienced tongue, lapping and licking, prodding and tracing, leaving a moisture laden trail of saliva, all the way from his ball sack to his bulbous cock head.The groans escaping his lips were gaining in frequency and volume, the girls were working him like consummate professionals, their girly tongues poking and licking him like a stick of candy, interspersed with an occasional.