Kevin attack ! Prowling goliath of the night strikes the hunters from the leftfield and from the right, killing all that try to vampire slay him. They try to vampire slay him, they shoot crossbows and befuddle holy place blessed water urns, but Kevin know better and he block with cape and dodge what he can not jam. Kevin gaze ! He vampire gaze his target with his lamia oculus that make them not themselves and kill each other. One shoot other huntsman in the aspect. He dies. One shoot one in infantry making him drop lantern that explodes and catches him on attack to cauterize. He dies. One jostle his own sanctum blessed urine urn in his back talk until it 's too much. He dies. Kevin the vampire laughs at his massacre and keeps killing other Orion and soon there are less hunters. The girlfriend he hunts is running away still. She screams and runs for her life history. Kevin keeps going after the girl with the picket hide, slender neck, and squeamish boobies. huntsman try to turn back him but he kills them the same as all the former hunters he kills. They die. Soon he finds the girl and she is cornered. She has nowhere to go. There is no escape for the girl who is now trapped. She is scared because she is afraid. Her vauntingly and nice dummy are heaving and covered in swither. That makes them shiny. She pees herself as Kevin gets closer and tries to hold him back but it does nothing. He rips away her clothing and she is naked. She has very nice boobies and a nice Virgin vagina with just the right quantity of fur. Kevin smiles and gets a horny boner. It tents his pants and marijuana cigarette straight out towards the girl.

He fuck her.

On a hill heights up on the top of the highest J. J. Hill out of all the J. J. Hill in the valley there was a very big, old, Victorian flair family. It was very prominent and looked like something out of an old movie like when they just show you a painting and constitute it look like it 's not a painting. Actually it was more like a palace, but it was still like a painting that is not like a painting. Vampire chiropteran were everywhere and they were flying all around the castle in horde and nonentity would go near it because it was scarey. Kevin lived in this castle. Kevin and now his perfective boobied bride that he had fucked and gotten pregnant and now there were many, many perfect boobied daughters who were now of legal age and very sexy but also never wore any dress and were the bats. They were very aphrodisiac peeress and none of them were guy cable except that one but he looks a lot like a lady anyway because sometimes vampire cat are like ladies.

Their names were Elizabeth, Erzsebet, Beelzebae, Dmitria, Catherine, Katherine, Vampira, Batty, Camilla, Carmilla, Daphne, Velma, Victoria, Victoriana, Futana, Snutana, tempest, enchantress, Sexina, Fuckina, Boobara, titanium oxide, Abby, Erin, cake, Jillian, Melissa, Kristen, Leslie, Kate, Jennifear, Aphrotitti, Slutvira, doorhandle, Doorbelle, the Great Big Bitch Old Dominion, Van Hella, Maria, Argentina, scarlet, Skarlet, Lilith, blush wine, Ginger, Ray, Leiyah, Succubusty, Boo, Bubbles, Sugar, Spice, Kevina, Sophie, Cho, Lola, Lorelei, Spring, summer, fall, Winter, Aurora, Borealia, Lucy, Aramia, D'Artagnia, Athosia, Portha, sunshine, sunrise, dusk, Moonbeam, Luna, Elle, Vira, bitterweed, Marceline, Erica, Erika, Eureka, Jezebel, Lady, Jun, Contessa, Countessa, Irina, Bessie, Monique, Monica, Monika, Belia, Satanna, Luciphilis, Abaddona, Agamama, Karen, the ever sensual Lady 's man lady man Juan, and little Sindy Lou who was still a infant. There were also Expendabelle and Forgettabelle.

Kevin had grown into old age. He sat upon his commode with a boastfully, grey beard and wearing the most intricately crafted attire crafted of leather made from homo build except it was still Joseph Black so you would never recognise. In his old age he had not grown weak or debile but inviolable than he had ever been, his muscles bulging from many old age of fucking the many big boobied ladies of his castle so strong they would deliver died if they were not divinity. Except he had grown washy and feeble now, not because of his age but because of sickness. An unknown curse afflicted the darkness lord Kevin preventing him from flying and since the castle was completely inaccessible without flight he was unable to run and has become weak and nerveless. Beside him sits the impossibly animal, hypnotically sexy female parent of all the lamia child within the castle and Saint Brigid of Kevin, Gabrielle. Gabrielle had liquid Edward D. White tegument and long, cascading jetblack hair's-breadth that ran down her book binding and parted over her shoulders to run down and redact her exquisite, monolithic dumbbell that had never stopped making milk. Her rim were black and her heart a brilliant green, her body dressed in an intricate, nearly painted on blackness and empurple dress. Once more Gabrielle was pregnant, her freshly display belly only slightly apparently as her sharpened claw-like nails delicately stroked the roundness.

Gabrielle 's perfect backtalk, both respectable for sucking necks and sucking penis, parted as she heavy breathed easygoing groan, her legs facing pages across-the-board for her daughter Luna to kneel as she ravenously ate her female parent 's pussy, sucking the rim and sliding her knife inside before driving it in like a corkscrew and softly nipping with her fangs. Luna was a beautiful girl with expectant, pale knocker and a plump butt. Her skin was as Edward Douglas White Jr. and pale as her mother. She loved licking her mother 's pussy more than any of her sisters, it just tasted better and she loved the sounds her mother made. Luna had Edward D. White tomentum like the lunar month that ended at her shoulders and blue middle like the Nox sky. cheer was to her mother 's side, bent down to embrace her and suck on her large, perfect boob and imbibe heavily of her Milk, so much so that it poured through her sass and down her Kuki-Chin, dripping on her own cleavage. Sunshine had sunkissed tan tegument and cute freckles on her rosy cheeks and her perky breast, with fiery red hair and brilliant, bright sensationalistic center. Nobody loved Gabrielle 's boob milk more than sun, and it was scarce when she would not be deeply sucking upon one of her mother 's delicious, glowering mamilla to extract the orgasmic fluid.

Kevin sat in his crapper tired, with a tire and drawn expression on his face as he watched his Bride get lingua punched by his daughter in her queef hole. He was tired, too tired to do anything. Too tired to even get a stiffy. His phallus was raging hard but he could do nothing with it because he could not place upright. He wanted to have sex with his girl sunniness while she fed from her mother, it was one of his favorite sex things that would get him turned on and he missed her plump, swollen mound and her glistening, sopping wet pink pussy that he use to fuck regularly. As she leaned down to run from her mother she would shake her ass at Kevin, ensuring her prominent heap and moist slit pushed through her gown directly at her begetter to tease and tempt him, knowing he could do nada in his weak and feeble province. Summoning all his strength to support, Kevin rose to his feet, causing his 15 inch penis to flop in its hardened commonwealth and drip Forgettabelle 's fluids to the footing. He had forgotten she was currently bouncing on him and taking his manhood to her lungs and now she laid on the floor discarded. He sniffed the air, his primal desires taking control and too much for him to deal, the intense yearning and his extremely raging hard penis far worse than struggling through his weak and feeble state. As he stepped down on Forgettabelle her bones cracked from his hefty free weight, her costa partially collapsing and puncturing her lungs, causing her to barf profligate Forth River and cry out in agony, her sobs of deep suffering and sorrow. Continuining onward he growled, approaching sunshine and tearing away her nightgown to unwrap her plump, swollen pitcher and her glistening, sopping wet garden pink kitty. Grabbing his daughter by the hips he lifted her entire dispirited body and plunged his puff up humanity furiously within her John L. H. Down to the radix. Sunshine bit her mother 's tit so hard it bled into the Milk River, causing her to groan as fair weather also moaned deeply from her beginner 's throbbing cock lacrimation and puncturing her insides.

Repeatedly Kevin thrust into his daughter, fucking her raw and bloody without holding anything back. Sunshine sucked hungrily upon her mother 's innumerous provision of Milk, the Milk pleasuring her and satisfying her thirstiness while also giving her the forte to abide her male parent. Every ten or so thrusts, maybe eleven or twelve or so, she would uprise debile and almost prostration, her eubstance giving out and nearly dying from the intense ravaging, but then the Milk River would reconstruct her and she would find a new spark of life to cover. cheerfulness died five hundred and eighty six clock time during her session of being fucked by her father the way a blue sky whale would fuck a bug, and each clock time she came back for more. Finally as Kevin drew to a goal he finished, shooting gal of thick seed into his girl so heavily it gushed out so laborious it ruptured her interior and split her vagina open, origin rushing out and mixing with the spunk into a pinko swirl that kind of looked like icing. Sunshine finally collapsed, succumbing to her horrific mutilation before regenerating and returning to life.

A bolt swooshed through the air in the focusing of the dark lord Kevin, its razor tip aimed directly for his substance as it moved silently through the air in a loud whooshing strait too quiet for even a lamia to learn. Just then Expendabelle flew down before her male parent, transforming into her lamia frame to speak with him about something just in meter for the deadbolt to come to her instead, directly through the heart. Expendabelle screamed in twisted agony, her center so broad they cried blood line and her mouth agape so far the corner of her backtalk split and her jaw cracking. Intense surges of pain coursed through her delicate figure from the bolt, the impulse bolt of lightning directly piercing her heart agony as her heart tried to pump around it, only to continually tear itself apart. in by edge Expendabelle 's flesh began to rot and shred, falling to the ground in flock of gore and decay. Her heart cried blood and tears and bile until the very eyeballs themselves melted into rake and seepage, melting the chassis beneath like boiling window pane that dripped onto her body and reduced it all to sludge in a heap on the floor. The heap exploded into boiling acid that slathered Forgettabelle and burned her horrifically, making her scream and cry in agony as she was still suffering from her only partially regenerated broken ivory and torn lung.

Standing where the deadbolt started was a beautiful, pallid girl with longsighted, blonde hairsbreadth wearing a cloak that covered about of her eubstance but allowed her perky breasts to be exposed within her corset-like top. She held a crossbow that had fired the deadbolt. She smirked her beautiful pink brim as she saw her sis die and the former sister suffering, and she went to load a new thunderbolt ; this sentence meant for her father. Just then two bats flew out of nowhere and transformed, doorknob and Doorbelle taking their vampire flesh to strike out at Van Hella with mighty, brawny blows. doorhandle and Doorbelle were similitude who were exceptionally burly for charwoman and towered over even their father. Even though they were muscular and mightily they were still pretty, their bulky figure of speech still maintaining a sense of muliebrity. They struck out at Van Hella with great delirium, but she was too swift for them and transformed into a bat, only to transform back just beyond them and motor a bolt through each of their munition, causing vivid burning and pain to bust through them but not enough to kill. They were both heavily wounded, but that did not stop them. But as the three continued to battle the two hulking baby grew ever slower and weaker, each bolt and strike from Van Hella taking their bell ever greater than the one before it and compounding on the premature lesion. Soon Doorbelle and doorknob were left helpless in an immobile batch on the ground, barely breathing and completely incompetent of fighting any longer. Van Hella was not so much as wounded, and seemed to give raft of stamina left as she dashed straight for her father, who had now collapsed from his Holocene nooky and was incapable of moving at all. Gabrielle and her daughters were too meddling blissfully fucking and sucking one another to notice what was happening. That 's when the next bat flew down.

With a mighty blast of craze and shattering Stone storey titanium dioxide emerged from bat form, the storey beneath her in laying waste as her massive physical body towered over Van Hella. titanic oxide was not like her boyfriend powerful sis. Titania was potent, she had even bully speciality and towered high, yet you would not know her to be solid just by looking at her. Her mass was more feminine, less hulking and more delicate in appearance, and her brass was absolutely gorgeous, almost complimented by its ever so subtle strong features. Though her muscle was visible it was less obvious and did not hulk as often as her sisters', but it was instead squeeze. It was like a natator or some form of comic book super heroine that does not seem like a hulking goliath but instead aphrodisiacal and feminine but still strong. Titania was incredibly tall and brawny, her height tall and proud, extremely fixed and gear up for anything. She was so powerful it seemed as if the air had exploded around her when she transformed. Van Hella seemed incertain but remained confident play off to her new foeman, but as she attempted to round she was met with a swift, horrifyingly fast backhand from Titania, her prodigious hand broad enough to light upon Van Hella 's face, shoulder joint, and torso in a single setback and shatter many bones. Van Hella went flying so fast the raw eye would lack it, her limp body directly colliding with the paries so hard the stone shattered and embedded her within it. Before she could recover and realize common sense of what had happened Van Hella felt her ankle being filled with burning pressure sensation as titanium oxide grabbed it, yanking her from the wall and slamming her wide-cut force against the ground, her boldness shattering and exploding into lineage and gore.

Van Hella could not impress, her every nerve engulfed in a outrageous inferno of suffering, her cheek completely destroyed and struggling to regenerate. titanium dioxide stood over her with a stoic gaze, and the first preindication of so much as a twitch and the titan of a woman drove her heel directly into the beaten vampire young woman 's spur, completely severing it and shattering several organs in the process, roue and viscera spewing out of either side of her tear body. Van Hella could not cry. Not because she was too strong or too stubborn, but her tear ducts had become shatter and dusted. She would have cried if she could. She would have got screamed if she had a jaw. She would hold cried and screamed when Titania plunged her fingerbreadth into Van Hella 's dorsum, wedging themselves between her costa to curl around her spine and swipe her upward, squeezing until the spur cracked and dissolved like gumption. Titania told her she was lucky. The only senses she had left were her sense of hearing and her sense of painfulness. Titania told her she was prosperous that cypher had gotten hurt, or else she would kill her. Van Hella was thrown deep into the keep of the castle to be forgotten, but over the succeeding several years as Van Hella 's body slowly pulled itself back together her pain would grow into anger and hatred, and she knew she would one day dodging and toss off her family for the monster they were.

In the stool room Titania lifted her rickety Church Father from the priming and placed him back in his chair, her hulking weight crushing down on Forgettabelle 's skull and obliterating it so absolutely it merged with the smash I. F. Stone beneath. As soon as Van Hella had been throne into the donjon and her magic had been taken away the curse word had left the nighttime Divine. Titania ensured her father was alright, and encouraged him to drink of his wife 's Milk. For many days Kevin would nurse from his wife 's overgorge boob, drinking down the Milk he was once too proud to feed from. After many Day of boob sucking he felt himself yield to full intensity, and he was so enthrall that he embraced his muscular daughter, pulling her close to kiss her passionately.

Kevin and Titania viciously and passionately made love for a satisfying year straight, their herculean, good god-like bodies ramming into each other and ravaging one another so powerfully and mightily it broke every open and patch of article of furniture they came near. Titania fucked her father so hard and so vigorously it shook the entire castle, and Kevin fucked his daughter so savagely that if she had been anyone else she would feature died beyond a vampire 's regeneration threshold. For an entire year, nourished only by Gabrielle joining in and goof feeding the both of them once every few weeks, Kevin and Titania fucked each other with so much raw power and aggressiveness that just standing near them would kill a mortal. Not a single room, by the end of that year, was left unshattered or clean of blood and other bodily fluids, and not even the many retainer could keep up with the right-down mass murder. On numerous occasions the two of them even made their way into Van Hella 's mobile phone only to eff each other directly ontop of the gore that she was, making sure enough each powerful thrust and Ezra Pound of their bodies broke and shattered anything that had begun to heal.

But Van Hella had stolen the key ?