" Kathy was dressed all in black and had a fake mole on her chin. Although I was early, there were already at least a dozen people at the party and...everyone was dressed up in a variety of interesting Halloween costumes.By the time Kyle arrived I was already on my third glass of punch. He was wearing the costume I had picked out for him. I watched Kyle head straight for the beverages and pour himself a tall glass of spiked punch. After a while Kyle came over to me. He took me by the hand. Its called 69 he said. So I sucked Dads cock whilst he licked my vagina with his tongue until we both orgasmed again and again stroking each other’s nipples. I drank pints of Dads Baby juices and eventually we collapsed in a heap exhausted but in heaven. The next morning was a school day and I told Dad that I loved the look of his panties all slippery and transparent with his Baby juices and sticking to his cock. “Dad please would you cum over my vagina with your Baby juices so my panties will. She lets the small things roll off, and focuses on the big things. Maybe she lets her emotions guide her a little more than she should, but then, being logical isn’t always a good thing. Humans and vampires alike have this nasty requirement of needing to listen to their emotions in order to be happy, Jack, and a silly airhead has figured that out intuitively. In a way, they’re a genius.”They both chuckled. It was half true, and they knew it.“I wonder about Damien,” Jack said. “Fiona reminds me. Was there a window open somewhere? No wonder Chloe wanted to come under the covers. That sleeping bag was made for camping, but it could never match up to the warmth of joined bodies. Much to my displeasure, I was forced to climb out of bed to check the temperature. According to my phone, the temperature in the room was... 35º. Jesus! I had climbed out of bed just seconds ago and my nipples could already cut glass! I wasn’t wearing underwear, simply because I didn’t need to with the girls.