Daddy’s Plaything with Lucy Doll

Her breasts…no
Her stomach …no
Her special spot…no, but touching there does give her butterflies in her stomach but in a different way. Blacked While it thrilled her to think of living for ever and never aging, it terrified her thinking of being bitten on the neck. Again the noises catch her attention. The bottom is a long flowing black skirt that billows out when she spins around. Matthews positions herself in the middle of the bed and pulls the quilt up to her neck. Adam was her first. From behind her, she hears some one say ‘wow, how is the gorgeous lady’. Count Mark (the vampire) draws in a deep breath, and he is intoxicated by the smell. Her hand slowly rubs between her legs but its only her so it cant be that bad. Absent mindedly her hand slips further down and presses into herself, wondering and wanting, knowing and fearing. Its a black outfit, the top, fine black lace with amazing detail that is over a fine silk blouse. Mathews turns to find Adam. Softly touching her breasts, feeling her nipples hard but thinking its just the cold damp. He brushes her hair from her neck. They run from barracking her self in to protect herself all the way to runing of flying away with the stranger to live an endless life. I have to give inspirational credit to post to the board to JadeM…Her stories have captivated me over the last few days, I cant stop reading her stories. . . …