Nip away but don't mow my neck down, vamp girl. Sucking in my blood, those sounds....what a turn on.
Oh, and weregal...loved it last night but seeing you adjust your fakies when you changed back blew the mood out the door. Actually, quite traumatizing to see your neck pumped out like that as though glands had swallowed apples. Gave me the willies, and the boy down there went limp.
Werewolf! No leg or pit shaving…no shaving ANYWHERE, thank the gods.
Hmm, is there such a thing as a were-horse? That, ahhh, hung bit sticks around, right?
See you next week when once again, we'll be peeking into...She Wants/He Wants