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My fangs were sore for they had just petruded, they dripped of saliva that was no longer secluded. I eyed her wearily as she undressed, her body so beautiful craving to be carressed. She danced for me beautifuly like a swan gracing the lake, her body moved like branches flowing with the wind. She approached me so slowly I felt as though something was wrong, but she was simply making me lust, and crave. The desire in my eyes begin to flame with passion, the want in her face couldn't be beat by any fashion. I stroked her face so gentle and beautiful, she looked at my eyes and trembled lost in them. I put my arms around her embracing her delicate skin. So soft to the touch, like milk spilled upon marble, smooth as sand. I run my fingers ever so gently along her arms, she cringes a bit but realizes theres no harm. I lean forward to kiss her neck, being ever so delicate to carress her my best. She closes her eyes and gets lost in the moment, I sank my teeth in and begin consuming my component. I fed on this woman whom was so beautiful and bold, yet the life in her eyes has a story to be told. Absorbing her blood I feel the dropplets drip down my chest, it feels so good I tell myself as I look at my stained vest. The taste of satisfaction and the lingering of the blood running into my veigns.
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