You know I didn't mean for this to happen” she shot back. Her voice was firm, but her expression looked mournful.“Yeah? Well, it happened anyway.” Owen rose quickly and headed for the entrance.“Owen, wait!” Elizabeth stood and followed him. “We can still keep in touch! And I want you to continue seeing a private counselor. I'll recommend someone.”“Don't bother” he responded as he grabbed his wet jacket from the rack and plowed one arm into its sleeve. His voice dripped with bitterness. “I'll go back to the army docs.”“Owen, NO!” Elizabeth shouted, increasingly distressed. “You won't get the same help from them. You know that.”“Yup” he shot back as he finished dressing. “I've decided I don't care.” He turned, marched off and reached for the door.“OWEN! STOP RIGHT NOW! I'M GIVING YOU AN ORDER!”He was about to turn the handle, but gently let it go. Owen pivoted and gazed back at the fearsome femme. She was pointing at him sternly, yet she looked somehow desperate. Her dark brown eyes. A shudder ran through her body. Euphoria filled her. The virgin gasped. Her pussy became molten fire as Mr. D'Angelo drank down her blood. Every beat of her heart pumped more and more into his mouth.His hand let go of her throat. She didn't fight any longer."Yes," the virgin moaned, her eyes fluttering.His mouth sucked. The blood flowed into his lips. He growled his enjoyment. Britney's eyes widened. Vampire... drifted through her mind. She humped beneath him, her thighs spreading wide, rubbing her pussy against his stomach through her jersey. The world grew fuzzy and dark.Her pleasure increased.It seemed like an eternity that Mr. D'Angelo sucked at her neck. His teeth bit deep. It was so intimate. She was giving him her life. That made her happy. She turned her head, staring at his short, dark-brown hair. His skin healed, the charred fading.I'm saving him. Her hand stroked his powerful arm. It was so hard to move. She grew weaker and weaker as the pleasure swelled inside of her. I.
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