Renna and Liza

You drive a hundred and ten miles per hour home, finding the speed exhilarating. You pull into you driveway and park. As you step out of the car you smell pussy.

As you get close to the door you hear two accelerated heartbeats. You feel your fangs lengthen. You calm your bloodlust and open the door.

Renna’s head pops up from the couch. Her cheeks are a bit red and you can smell her blood.

“Mom! I didn’t expect you home so soon.”

Mom. The thought is odd. Dying must have severed any maternal instinct you had. Looking at her the only thing you see is food. She certainly isn’t worthy of the gift and she’d make a terrible thrall.

You are surprised when Renna’s bible toting friend Liza’s head pops up. Her lips are red and coated with Renna’s juices.

You look into Renna’s eyes. Her face relaxes as you roll her.

“So how did you manage to get Liza to eat you out?”

“It was easy.” Renna says in a monotone. “I just offered to come to her bible study, if she got a makeover. Of course after the makeover she traded me going to bible study for a little prayer at my temple.”

You snicker. While Renna would make a terrible thrall, you imagine Liza would be excellent. You stare into her eyes until you see her face relax.

“Liza, come I wish to show you my bedroom.”

“Yes, Mrs. Warshaw.” She intones.

“Mom!” Renna interrupts.

You wonder how Renna’s blood would taste. You stop yourself. Time for that after you play.

You walk down the hall with Liza scampering after you and admiring your ass.