His hands fumbled their way under her sweater over the swell of her breasts and the flimsy bra hiding them from his molestation. Hindi sex Sarah preened in the reflection of a closed bar shop window. Sarah’s teeth descended again as her climax neared. She wasn’t entirely sure he was dead, but it didn’t matter. She bit down hard on the man’s neck as her pussy spasmed. Sarah licked the blood dripping down his throat and latched onto his punctures again. He flew across the parking lot into her arms. He tasted as bad as he stank but the sharp tang of his blood was already turning Sarah’s head. She studied her brilliant blue hair- well, not so brilliant anymore. Her loose sweater was coated in blood, hanging heavy on her shoulders, and her skirt was hiked over her bare hip. She could have pretended the first time was a fluke. She wasn’t entirely sure he was
