I blew it all into her mouth, there was so much that when she was ready to exhale, she blew the clouds into my mouth...while she was doing this, I was...pulling, tugging and twisting her pussy lips that were hanging down in front of me. Wanda climbed up onto the ledge of the tub, wiped the pipe clean started to warm up the pipe while she spread her legs open for me...as she hit the pipe I slid two fingers into her hole, quickly adding a third finger and a fourth, She kept the flame to the pipe,. She ran her hands through my hair (this was years ago, before I shaved my head), tightened her fingers around the entwined strandes and pressed my face hard into her chest. Without releasing her grip, she motioned me to her other nipple, which I was happy to devote attention to. As I continued my work, I let a hand drift down, under the waistband of her pants, and inside her thongs. I spread her hairless pussy lips and begain stroking her clit. Her continuing moans and short breaths indicated. It’s not that I even cared what my buddies said but after hearing it I began to notice how much she was overweight. A short time later, I asked her what she thought about dieting and when I saw the hurt look on her face, I turned it around making it into a joke. I never brought it up again but it still festered in me until I thought I couldn’t live with it anymore, so I split. As the days passed, I realized that instead of missing Monica less, I was missing her more. Ever so slowly, I become. The real Abigail's heart beat faster as she watched her dream self fight."I am good," Abigail purred. Faust constantly was forced to dive into the shadows by her dream self's attacks. "Not better than Sire, but I was amazing."Abigail remembered the exhilarating terror of the fight mixed with the slow realization that this vampire wasn't newly turned but experienced. Faust wasn't a vampire for Abigail to tackle without Damien for back up.Vials of holy water smashed on tables. Crossbow bolts.