I love her with all my heart. I’d give pussy my life for her if she asked. But she’d never do that. Besides, letting her drink your blood is one of the most intimate things I’ve ever experienced.” “Are they going to turn us into vampires?” I ask. “Eventually. For you, it might be a while. That’s enough questions. I’m tired. Let’s go to sleep.” She gives me one last kiss on the shoulder before she lays her head down. I can’t believe all that has happened. I was tricked into being sold as a slave. But somehow, I feel like things have turned out for the better. I’ve never felt this way before. Desired babe and attractive. I sexy know… I’m dressed in girl’s clothing and I feel so… vulnerable, but I finally feel like I have a ass home. I know it’s twisted. And it’s totally wrong in so many ways. But it feels so right. I’ve never felt this excited. Before Mandy came along and Hardcore turned my life upside down, I was so depressed and sad. I really thought about suicide. I truly slut did. He kissed her on the lips this time. My silence and worried look spurred him on, "your mother didn't understand my need, she wouldn't except me. She's gone now so I can use want I want now", he squeezed even more and jerked me up slut by my neck. She sat on the edge of the bed and covered her privates as I approached. I would beat him in a duel, inherit his mantle, and the Terdini would finally take our places where we belonged.” I put my hand ass on her belly, my fingers spanning her entire torso, “I thought I would raise a son like myself, and one day he would challenge and defeat me, and the sexy great cycle would continue. “Close. Your periods are not due for 2 weeks?” Prema asked. Tina stood up, got the supplies, and left. “And you look so beautiful doing babe it, Ava,” he groaned. He softened a little and went over and sat in the desk chair. Then her feet appeared. In a way, it made me feel kind of bad knowing she knew what I was going to do. I’d put in cosmetic astral melds to make my eyes black. When we stepped inside the front door we were greeted by a nice Hardcore pretty pussy lady a little older than ourselves. Tears were flowing copiously as Ursula gasped, trying to regain control of her breathing. With the swinging of her body and the heaving of her chest as she tries to draw breath, her breasts jiggle and bounce enticingly. “I don’t have issues.” I managed to get out. She sat there, gasping through the MDMA-enhanced orgasm. Her breasts rose with her arms, beautiful perky Bs with equally perky nipples.