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Cassie's Birthday

... to touch me, feel her soft little fingers over my body. I unhook her hold and place her hands on my bare chest. She pulls away from our kissing and begins trailing kisses down my neck, over my collarbone, down my chest stopping there. A low guttural sound rumbles in my chest. I have to have her. "Skylar," Cassie breathes my name. I don't let her continue. I reach my arms around, and cupping her ass in my hands, I lift her up wrapping her legs around me, and set her in my lap on the bed in the same exact position we'd been in last time. I bring her lips to mine; her short height brings her face level with mine. I kiss her deeply, but she's pushing back against me. "Bite me." She breathes and I comply. My fangs slink down in position. Before I bite I plant a soft kiss on her neck. then sink my teeth in her soft flesh. A moan rips through Cassie and I nearly lose myself in the taste of her. I feel my venom flood into her bloodstream, notice the change in Cassie. Her hips are rocking against me, pressing hard against my imprisoned erection. It's close to being too much for me to lose control. I flip her over and pull back. "Cassie, I can't..." I can't even finish because next thing I know her hand is rubbing the bulge in my sweatpants, kissing and nibbling on my neck. I can't think straight, so I grab the pink material and pull it up over her head, then I slide her pants off. Lying before me is quite the sight: kinky material that is slightly transparent to the naked eye. The ...

... bra Cassie has on is pushing up her boobs making them look even perkier than usual. Between her thighs massive juices are flooding through, soaking her completely. Reaching behind her I unclasp her bra, tossing it wherever across the room. I marvel at her pert breasts. Her nipples stand to attention in all their pink glory. I take the bud of her nipple in my mouth, sucking and kneading it between my teeth. Cassie moans in pure pleasure, knotting her fingers through my tousled blonde hair. With my other hand I give her other tit some attention, going back and forth with my mouth. She's all but losing her mind at this point, as am I. Once Cassie seems to be calming down, I lean back on my knees and gaze at her. She looks back up at me face flushed, biting her lower lip. She's enjoying this too much. Could she be a virgin? I use both hands and pull her panties all the way off and see the most amazing pussy I'd ever seen. Cassie was indeed a virgin, but the aphrodisiac would take care of any pain. She'll be too relaxed to hurt because I didn't have an average sized dick. I wasn't hung like a horse; I was at least between 7 or 8 inches, and I had a decent amount of girth—neatly trimmed pubic hair. I slip my pants off and throw them on the floor. Spreading Cassie's legs apart I place my tongue at her entrance. Her pussy gets wetter, loving the sensation of my tongue sliding in her sopping hole. Her juices flow consistently out like a great flood. I lap and suck at them. The idea ...