across them. The dress fell to her feet, and she kicked it into a rattan bin of dirty clothes. One of the gamblers shrieked in excitement and dove into the bin, holding the dress to her face, sniffing, licking, groaning. Her friends pointed and laughed. Veronica grinned at me and got close – her nipples touching my chest.
“I will introduce you to a world bursting with pleasure beyond your wildest dreams. Take my hand. Shall we go?”
Kelly screamed at me.
“Snap out of it! These people are crazy! What's wrong with you?”
To shut her up, Stacy fondled Kelly's left breast and licked her ear. Kelly squirmed, her pussy vibrating and oozing. My head buzzed with sex. Veronica took my hands.
“Wonderful,” she said. “I've wanted you ever since you got on my train.”
Our fingers locked. Her mouth came close to mine. I whispered:
“Your train?”
“Yes,” she said. “I own this train. And everything on it.”
“I have to go.”
“Go?”
“Yes, to my wedding. I'm getting married. To Kelly. My wife.”
Veronica put her hands on the sides of my head and looked into my sleepy eyes.
“You're my wife now.”
Kelly cried out in protest as Veronica kissed me. I gave myself to my queen and wrapped my arms around her neck as she fondled my breasts with both hands. We kissed like porn stars – no lips touching, just tongues darting in and out, sliding over each other. Everyone gathered around us, heads cocked to one side, curious, analyzing us. Veronica got down on a knee and rushed two fingers into my pussy, using her thumb to rub my click, her other hand massaging my buttock. I had to put my hands on top of her head to keep myself from falling over. My eyes were half open in ecstasy. Veronica licked my clit quickly, her eyes huge and unblinking. She reminded me of a lizard.
The women watching cheered and clapped.
Then they went to work... The women kissed each other and took off their clothes while a slave girl gathered everything up and folded them for later use. The room was filled with thirty naked women, all sweaty, many on the ground and slipping over each other on the red carpet, filling the room with moans and chirps of wonderful pleasure. Stacy's pelvis gyrated against Kelly's buttocks. Stacy tongue-bathed her neck. Kelly winced from the cold touch with such force, it looked like her face was going to implode. Her gaze met mine. She wanted to get away – her hands shaking, her feet shifting eagerly. Stacy said something threatening into Kelly's ear and turned her around, knife aimed at her heart.
“Time to eat,” Stacy said.
The other women grew fangs and cheered “Yay!” and jumped onto Kelly, sinking their fangs into her flesh. It all struck me as normal. Maybe it was all a dream? Not real... It's all in my head... Just enjoy the moment...
Veronica's fangs grew with the sound of a pencil pushing through a Styrofoam cup. She bit into my vagina, and I groaned, grabbing her head, holding her nostrils closer to my pubic hair. I cried out:
“Shit! I'm cumming! Yaaaaarrrgghhhh!”
My stomach rumbled and wet goodness shot out like a water sprinkler all over Veronica's face. My legs gave up. I toppled over. She caught me and kissed my cheek, still fingering me. I shook my head, crying.
“I can't take the pleasure! It's too much!”
Veronica just worked faster, the sucking sounds coming from my vagina filling my ears. Her touch was expert. She smiled.
“I'm never going to stop. I love you so much.”
Her face was caked in a delightful concoction of cum and blood. We got on the ground and rolled around in blood, giggling, challenging each other to see who could get on top first. I won...and parted her legs, holding her ankles up in the air. Steam hissed out of her vagina. At first I thought it was a ghost. I put my head between her legs and enjoyed the warmth against my face...enjoyed the smell of rusty pennies.
“Can I eat you out?”
“Yesss,” she said.
Veronica's neck muscles
“I will introduce you to a world bursting with pleasure beyond your wildest dreams. Take my hand. Shall we go?”
Kelly screamed at me.
“Snap out of it! These people are crazy! What's wrong with you?”
To shut her up, Stacy fondled Kelly's left breast and licked her ear. Kelly squirmed, her pussy vibrating and oozing. My head buzzed with sex. Veronica took my hands.
“Wonderful,” she said. “I've wanted you ever since you got on my train.”
Our fingers locked. Her mouth came close to mine. I whispered:
“Your train?”
“Yes,” she said. “I own this train. And everything on it.”
“I have to go.”
“Go?”
“Yes, to my wedding. I'm getting married. To Kelly. My wife.”
Veronica put her hands on the sides of my head and looked into my sleepy eyes.
“You're my wife now.”
Kelly cried out in protest as Veronica kissed me. I gave myself to my queen and wrapped my arms around her neck as she fondled my breasts with both hands. We kissed like porn stars – no lips touching, just tongues darting in and out, sliding over each other. Everyone gathered around us, heads cocked to one side, curious, analyzing us. Veronica got down on a knee and rushed two fingers into my pussy, using her thumb to rub my click, her other hand massaging my buttock. I had to put my hands on top of her head to keep myself from falling over. My eyes were half open in ecstasy. Veronica licked my clit quickly, her eyes huge and unblinking. She reminded me of a lizard.
The women watching cheered and clapped.
Then they went to work... The women kissed each other and took off their clothes while a slave girl gathered everything up and folded them for later use. The room was filled with thirty naked women, all sweaty, many on the ground and slipping over each other on the red carpet, filling the room with moans and chirps of wonderful pleasure. Stacy's pelvis gyrated against Kelly's buttocks. Stacy tongue-bathed her neck. Kelly winced from the cold touch with such force, it looked like her face was going to implode. Her gaze met mine. She wanted to get away – her hands shaking, her feet shifting eagerly. Stacy said something threatening into Kelly's ear and turned her around, knife aimed at her heart.
“Time to eat,” Stacy said.
The other women grew fangs and cheered “Yay!” and jumped onto Kelly, sinking their fangs into her flesh. It all struck me as normal. Maybe it was all a dream? Not real... It's all in my head... Just enjoy the moment...
Veronica's fangs grew with the sound of a pencil pushing through a Styrofoam cup. She bit into my vagina, and I groaned, grabbing her head, holding her nostrils closer to my pubic hair. I cried out:
“Shit! I'm cumming! Yaaaaarrrgghhhh!”
My stomach rumbled and wet goodness shot out like a water sprinkler all over Veronica's face. My legs gave up. I toppled over. She caught me and kissed my cheek, still fingering me. I shook my head, crying.
“I can't take the pleasure! It's too much!”
Veronica just worked faster, the sucking sounds coming from my vagina filling my ears. Her touch was expert. She smiled.
“I'm never going to stop. I love you so much.”
Her face was caked in a delightful concoction of cum and blood. We got on the ground and rolled around in blood, giggling, challenging each other to see who could get on top first. I won...and parted her legs, holding her ankles up in the air. Steam hissed out of her vagina. At first I thought it was a ghost. I put my head between her legs and enjoyed the warmth against my face...enjoyed the smell of rusty pennies.
“Can I eat you out?”
“Yesss,” she said.
Veronica's neck muscles
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