“And you are going to be our nasty little fuck toy, you thought you could slap me and not face the consequences slut?” he continued ignoring me as...I shook my head, “Were going to use every one of your holes tonight, and you’re going to be a good slut and beg for more.”By this time he had two fingers in me exploring my mouth, rubbing them all over my tongue. After playing with my tongue for a long time, he removed his fingers from my mouth and rubbed the saliva all over my face. I felt. I did not meet my neighbours to the right till Saturday morning. My jaw almost hit the ground when I saw my hunky neighbour mowing his lawn, topless. Observing me, he walked over to the fence and introduced himself as Tristan, before welcoming me to the neighbourhood. Tristan ticked every one of my boxes. He was big, broad, butch, and beautiful, the personification of what a man should look like. No sooner had we begun chatting before his wife, Debbie, who was the poster girl for petite pretty. However, since you insist. The blond is fine. One of the healthier women to show up during my shift. The redhead was a mess. She had a light addiction to some drugs as well as spots on her lungs.”“Spots?” Lenore asked.“Probably precursors to cancer,” I replied. “Aine hasn’t smoked since we met her, but if she has smoked heavily for years its possible. Unusual for a woman of her age, but it can happen.”The attendant glared at me. “If I could continue? She also has tears in both her vagina and. If it is what you want Angel, you only have to ask.It tore into me. Feeding on her would only satisfy one element. I wanted more of her, but I couldn't ask that. I closed my eyes as if the simple act would block the thought that invaded every ounce of my senses. But you could. The hunger gnawed at me. However, once I tasted of her blood, she would be nothing more and I would once again wander about, as lonely as I had ever been before. Grace was different. I was not wholly convinced of the.