«J-Jace, my sweet little Jace… adopting you was the best choice I ever made in my entire life… k-keep going… I'm coming… I'm— aaaaaah!»
There's no sound in the world sweeter, more comforting, or more intoxicating than my stepmom's moans as she rides me for my eighteenth birthday.
Her name is Veronica Lance, and she's the most arousing, most seductive woman on Earth — no exaggeration. Even at forty-six, there isn't a single girl my age anywhere in New York who could come close to her beauty.
Her boobs are so huge they look fake — yet they're completely natural. Her round, tight ass could've been carved from marble by some classical sculptor, and her burgundy hair frames a face made for pure sin, the kind born to take endless loads…
Eight years ago, when she picked me from that orphanage, the first thing she said after I climbed into her blazing red Ferrari was: «You've got such a pretty face, you know? I'm sure in a few years you'll turn into quite the lady-killer!»
And, well… she was right.
Veronica collapses forward — chest against chest — just as our orgasms hit in perfect sync, the heat of my seed bursting inside her while her slick arousal trickles warmly down my thighs.
We're both completely naked, her stiff nipples teasing my skin as she grinds on me, insatiable, letting my half-hard cock keep sliding in and out of her drenched pussy.
«H-Happy birthday, my sweet Jace… I love you so much…» she moans, breathless, as her tongue hungrily slides into my mouth, twining frantically with mine.
A long, passionate kiss after a perfect fuck is exactly what I need to start another boring day at Ordrienne High — but luckily, this will be my last year there.
Ah… how I love fucking her — almost as much as I love drinking her blood.
Yeah, that's right. I'm a vampire.