Feed on Annie

I look at Annie. She smiles and walks towards me.

“Feed on my blood, master. Taste my soul with every lick.” Annie says, holding onto my waist and tilting her head. I brush her hair to the side and bite her neck. My fangs dig in and she gasps orgasmically. Her blood tastes better since I turned her and it makes me stronger. She slowly dances as my fangs cling onto her throat.

I lift her up and sit her on the counter. I rub her pelvis with my hands and it turns her on. She moans as I rub her pussy up and down, in and out. Her blood flows faster and sweeter. I withdraw my mouth from her plump neck. The neck splatters with blood as her heart beats from my activity.