1. The Vampire Kiss Chapter Eleven: Bloody Incest


    Date: 8/1/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Lesbian, Incest, Lactation, Lesbian, Group Sex, Straight Sex, Violence, Author: mypenname3000, Source: sexstories.com

    The Vampire's Kiss Chapter 11: Bloody Incest by mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Father Hyrum Augustine, unknowing pawn of the demon Jezebel, faced the vampiress, Rosa Reyes, in her realty office, the sunlight streaming through the window onto her golden-brown skin. It did not consume the foul creature. The Latina woman's face transformed as the priest's snarl of “Vampiress” echoed through the room. Fangs flashed between her ruby lips. Damien turned her and she was gifted daywalking. Every vampire had a gift from telekinesis to mesmerizing gaze. Some, like Rosa, were protected from the purity of the sun, able to walk in what should burn her foul body to a crisp. The priest's cock throbbed harder as Rosa moved. She dressed in a sleek, tight miniskirt and low-cut blouse, showing off the beauty of her body to gain an edge in negotiations. The priest admired her beauty, eager to own her body like he yearned to own the vampiress Lynette's nubile form. Lusts defined the Father, the whip the demon possessing him used to drive the priest to her tasks. As time slowed, fantasies flashed through the priest's body, whispered by Jezebel. He pictured Rosa pinned to the table, her body naked, golden-brown, heaving in the sunlight as he plowed his cock into her sinful hole. The table creaked as he ravaged her. All women are whores, and vampiresses especially. They are sin animating flesh. They inspire such depravity in men. The priest already yearned to tame Abigail, and now he lusted for ...
    Rosa. He wanted his own pets vampiresses to join him, to be yoked to his communion the way he had chained the three woman who surged around him. Blonde and youthful Joy drew a silver machete while Samantha, her glasses slipping down her alabaster face, produced a wooden stake she had hidden beneath her clothing. The white oak's point lunged at Rosa. “Capture her,” breathed Father Augustine as his holy warriors rushed forward. Donna Lawson—the married MILF he had savored stealing from her husband—snapped her hand out at the lunging Rosa. Shock burst across the vampiress's face. She had known blood in the early hours of the morning when she helped Damien slaughter at the mansion. She discovered the ease of killing humans with her undead speed and strength She expected humans to be slow. My whores have been blessed by my holy power. Yes, they have, the feminine voice whispered. To the priest, Jezebel's purr belonged to the Holy Ghost and proved the priest's righteous belief in his purpose. Flesh smacked flesh. The vampiress hissed in pain, her clawing hand recoiling before she could reach Father Augustine's throat. The priest folded his arms, his cock tenting the front of his cassock as he admired his women unleashed. Joy's blonde hair flowed behind her as she swung with the silver-plated machete. Only items of purity—salt, white oak, sunlight, holy water, silver—could harm the undead. Rosa's nostril flared. Her dark eyes burned as she twisted from Joy's weapon. The machete sang ...
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