When she sits down next to my two tables cross our eyes and I see her beautiful blue eyes.I like it orders a latte with lots of foam. I look at them a... they slowly begin to drink and then with frantic gesture licking the foam from his lips. I feel like my pussy gets wet slowly and I always excited. After performing this ritual to the last sip she gives me a mysterious look with swinging hips and goes to the toilet, driven by curiosity I follow her slowly.As I enter the bathroom, she leans. It felt good as I tried to relax as I knew I needed to do if getting fucked in the ass was to be more than a grim experience. She spent quite some time 'fucking' me with first one finger, and the another, and two together. As she did, my penis, which wasn't very big to begin with, even when 'erect', had become very hard; and each time Tara guided a finger (deeper each time) into my throbbing butt-hole, clear liquid, pre-cum, started oozing out and down on the sheets below."How does that feel?". The triggers are still in force but we don't know who has them. So now, the only humans at risk from us are those muties whose codes we carry. The genetic codes implanted in us do not include the Strathlawn (grandfather) nor Comminantes (mother) but do include Albertson (grandmother).Over past months, we have been able to look at TJ's genetic codes and there is very little Albertson in him and not at risk.We kill any humans by bite — they die quickly from nerve poisoning; our toxins were. He wasn't stopping. I grabbed his hair and pulled him off my neck andslapped him across the face."Andrew! Stop! It's me Craig! Remember!" I shouted.Like waking up from a dream I saw Andrews face shift from drunkenpassion to surprise, to disgust then to absolute embarrassment andshame."Craig!" he asked. "How, when, what?" he stammered confused, thenlooked down at me. My panties down around my knees, my blouse halfwayopen."Oh GOD! Craig, no, oh." A look of disgust came over him and he got upand.