Sally go home

Sally left the neighbours house before sunrise going to the man she loves.

She slipped through the front door without a sound, she climbed the stairs where she found her bed empty, she them layed there sensualy waiting her partner

Her husband comes home and goes to their room after not finding her nowhere in the house gis eyes snapped open as soon as he see her. "Sally? What the?"

She crushed her mouth to his, tongue forcing past his lips as her hand shoved his boxers down. His cock sprang free, already half-hard from the sudden contact. Sally wrapped her fingers around it, stroking with firm, deliberate pressure while she ground her pussy against his thigh.

"Don't talk," she whispered against his mouth. "Just feel."

She sank down onto him in one smooth motion, taking his cock deep into her wet pussy. He gasped, hands flying to her hips as she began to ride him hard.

He tried to speak again but she silenced him with another kiss. His cock throbbed inside her, stretching her walls as she fucked him.

Sally leaned down, her lips finding the pulse point on his throat. She licked once, tasting his skin, then sank her fangs deep without warning.

He cried out not in pain, but in shocked pleasure. His back arched off the bed as blood flooded her mouth. His cock jerked violently inside her pussy, pulsing with each pull she took from his vein. His skin paled and his eyes darkened.

"Sally" he groaned. His hips bucked upward, driving his cock deeper as the change flooded his body with pleasure. He came hard, cum flooding her pussy in thick spurts while she continued drinking.

When she finally pulled back, blood slick on her lips, he flipped her onto the sheets with his new power. He drove into her again, fucking her with desperate need, both of them lost in the overwhelming pleasure of his first taste of eternity.