“Let’s catch a quick bite on the way over...”

“Let’s catch a quick bite on the way over...” Debra says before continuing with a devious smile “... literally.”

You agree with your sister. You still have to find Nicole for your Mistress and deep down you do not want to give this victory to Caroline.

You stride towards the Celestial bar, looking for a pit stop, with your sister in your wake. You do not have to wait for too long as the opportunity presents itself to you in the guise of a good looking young couple who bursts out of a room to your left. You can smell the quick fuck they just had all over them. Both highly intoxicated and probably still extremely horny, they fall against the wall of the corridor to greedily eat each other’s mouth.

You turn to your sister. That look is back. She nods grinning. You check the corridor to see if no one is coming, and seeing that the coast is clear you grab the men by the back of his neck and throw him back into the room through the door left ajar. Deb does not lose a second, she rams the surprised woman into the wall and replaces the man in a lustful kiss.

You step into the room.

The man, laying on his back, is still trying to figure out what just happened to him when you land on his chest. Arching your back, you slide your pubis against his belly to be able to trap his lips with your own. You can taste the girls pussy in his saliva. You suck, gorging on the nectar.

Behind you, a faint scream tells you that Deb has started feeding.

Pushing on your forearms you let the man go. With a finger, you **** his chin to a side. He does not resist, already fully prepared to have a second serving of pussy. You lay back down and lick the sweat from his neck. Suckling on his skin, you slowly let your fang tear the flesh. His blood is delicious. You drink for a while enjoying his ridiculously high pitched bursts of joy.

“Mind if we swap?”

You let go of the man and turn around. Your sister is standing in the room her hand on the nape of the neck of the girl. The vision is delightful, standing by your sister, the girl’s gaze is lost to the real world, full of lust. A pair of rivulets of blood trail down her now bare chest sourcing in the twin bite marks that now decorate her collar bone, and pooling, all the way down, on the belt of her short black skirt.

“Presented like this, how could I?”

You stand and push the girl on the bed. You pull her skirt to her knees, revealing a very nice white laced thong. You start by cleaning her up, sucking on the blood that has mingled in her pubic hair and working your way up to the still open wounds in her neck. Not even needing to tear the flesh again, you break the forming scabs with your tongue and enjoy the steady pace of the blood pouring down your throat.

Not five minutes later, you are back on the hunt pushing the door to the Celestial Bar. Your sister by your side is more than satiated and ready to help you.