“This is going to be an interesting night for you.” Yavara guided her new daughter over to me, “This is Prestira, your blood-grandmother.” “Prestira Rasloraca?” Patricia smiled down at me, “I hardly recognized you.” “Vampirism does interesting things to us all.” I smiled up at her, taking her by the delicate points of her hips. “No,” Patricia smirked, running her fingers through my hair as she pressed her bald slit into my face, “it’s just that the last time I saw you, you looked like a glazed doughnut bursting with vanilla filling.” “Well, aren’t you a little tart?” I sniffed her, and my mouth watered with her virgin aroma. “With cherry and chocolate filling.” Yavara chuckled, kneeling behind Patricia and spreading her full cheeks. I could tell by the sudden widening of Patricia’s eyes that Yavara had decided to taste her daughter’s chocolate center, and I could tell by the flush of busty Patricia’s cheeks that Yavara had already licked her clean. Patricia’s petals opened and oozed the nectar compilation of her pleasure, and I lowered my lips to taste it. Her hands gripped our heads, her back arched and her chest jutted forth, and she moaned the loss of her innocence to the ceiling as her mother and grandmother explored her depths with invading tongues, tenderly and wetly corrupting her with every lick. I sucked her delicate folds into my mouth, snaked my tongue along her ceiling, and found her spot. She clamped down on me when I did so, and I heard Yavara moan her muffled approval as her daughter’s anus sucked her tongue deeper. Patricia could only cry out, her japanese legs turning to jelly by the prowess of our mouths, our sucking lips turning her outward, our invading tongues pushing deeper. She balanced precariously atop her perch, rocking this way and that to the whims of sensation, almost like she was trying to escape the pleasure we bore into her. It was no use. Yavara and I pressed deeper, enveloping our face with jiggling thigh and supple glutes, smelling the tang of lust, tasting the sweet filth of her ascension. We watched her with wild merciless eyes, watched her face contort into profound awe, her brows furrowing with realization as she looked into my eyes. Her grip on our hair tightened, her insides spasmed and convulsed, and with a shudder and a whimper, she came. She flooded my mouth, and I let it drip down my chin, down my neck, roll along the slopes of my breasts, and dribble from the points my nipples. Yavara held my hand between her daughter’s trembling thighs, and we shared the moment of Patricia’s awakening. Then, she dismounted and disappeared into the crowd on shaking legs. “A ‘goodbye’ would’ve been nice.” I frowned at Yavara as I licked my lips. “She was left speechless.” Yavara sniggered, wiping glaze from her lips to suck from her finger, “She told me telepathically, and I quote, ‘I love you mom, but you don’t have big a penis, so I’m leaving.’” “A girl after your own heart.” I chuckled, noticing with wandering eyes that a group had formed around us, all six of them men. By Yavara’s account, I was sure it was a favorable mix of genders. “The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.” Yavara grinned back, and with a motion she beckoned our audience to participate. A second later, I was indulging in the sin of gluttony, filling every boobs hole with man. They drove into me like they wanted to meet in the middle, and I adored them for their enthusiasm. My back was wrenched into an arch, my chest was forced forward, and my head forced back so that I could take the full brunt of a man’s passion down my stretched gullet. I clamped my legs desperately around the man bucking beneath me, and reached back to spread my cheeks wide for the man excavating my anus. I heard Yavara scream unmuted from her mouth, and looked down to see she was no longer filling her throat. No, Yavara had taken a second man into her ass, as she was one to do, and she bucked and heaved against both, testing the elasticity of her vampiric rectum. By the pleasured sounds of their groans, I could tell she was a tight fit. The man beneath her set a frenetic pace, and the two men in her ass dared to match it. I tried to find a connection with her through the haze of my own violent pleasure, but in her mind, there was only one rational thought: Eat ass. She grabbed the man I was sucking, pried his glutes open, and drove her tongue all the way in. A second later, she found his prostate; I could tell by the way he tried to borrow a hole into the back of my head. I took him generously into my throat, spit leaking from slurping lips, eyes staring with a begging glint. More. Give me more. She started jerking her hips japanese into the motion as well, trembling with need. It is matched by a second from another tunnel. He had given her the larger bedroom… she snuggled up under compilation the fluffy blanket for a while, but she was too nervous to fall asleep. Sometimes it's not who you are or what you look like that matters. � � The grinding was too much and my cock was� fully erect as she slid me inside of her. “Yeah, I did. I patted big her cheek a little. “Hello, come in, please.” Mrs. Smith said and stepped aside. I’m cumming on your cock! "Your aunt has melons here and so does your mother. Fuck my cunt big boy. “Take off your clothes. “Ok, so it’s a date then, wait, what if I live completely on the opposite side of the state from where you live?” I asked making him smile. Mei Wen struggled, her petite flame shuddering. We could’ve been anywhere at the time and it wouldn't have mattered . . . She smiled and nodded encouragingly. I see her boobs tight pale tummy exposed and her hand travels upwards, and then I see a big dark round spot. It was one thing to be ogled by guys but another to feel sexy yourself, and this was the sexiest, most aroused she had ever been. Making sure that she kept using her tongue to massage and pressure the cock whilst it was in her mouth. Jeff knelt down again removed the cord and slipped the front flap of the crotch band between his sister's busty belly and the tight belt.