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27: Damion

Damion rested his arms behind his head as he watched Erica get dressed, her curly Mohawk in disarray from their love making. He looked her over from her heart shaped ass and her plump breasts, all fitting so well into his hands. He got out of bed as she clasped on her bra, moving up behind her and kissed her neck. She shivered in response, his hands reaching around and cupping her breasts.

"Damion, I have to finish packing. My flight leaves in a few hours." She told him, but she wasn't fighting him. He nibbled on her shoulder, his fangs extending and grazing against her skin.

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