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The next day at school was greatly the same as the ones that preceded it. I sat in my tiny desk, intently listening to Mrs. Hoover despite every fiber of my being opposing this function. I did my work quickly and efficaciously; I completed with success before most of the other students had begun writing the date on their papers. And then I was left to think. This was my favorite time of the school day, the time in each class when I was done with my work and could have the rest of the period to dream, create, and imagine.

It was not that I didnt enjoy learning. It was definitely not that at all. Learning was my deepest pleasure. It was that the fact that I wasnt learning, or at least not as much as I should have been.

Occasionally, we would study a branch of science that was foreign to me or a war of which I did not confidently know the details. However, this was the exception, and most days I spent taking unnecessarily precious heed to material I already knew. A cold chill runs down my spine, amongst the harsh breeze there are mourners. Friends, Bart maude flanders black dress hentai and even people he rarely saw, turned up to say farewell to Grandpa. I always Bart maude flanders black dress hentai this day would come sooner or later, he was getting old but I thought he could fight it for a few more years.

He fell a victim to deaths untimely scythe, now he rests with fellow souls watching him, for the very last time. The casket closes, his face forever hidden from the mortals he once loved. The hearse moves so slowly, grandpa didnt want to leave us all, not just yet, but it happened.

He is gone and forever, nothing more than a memory now. Uhh you must be a Simpson, you resemble a young Abe, A tall, old man said to me once gloomily mourners started to vanish.

Only I and he stood near the tombstones, the others had already started making their way to the reception. Marge ran, ran for her life, she had no idea where she was going, in what direction or where she would end up, all she knew was to run away from the direction she had came, run as far and as fast as she could.

It was made all the more difficult as it was night, it was cold and foggy and worst of all she was in a forest. As she ran, her muscles ached, they were hot and screamed at her, she tried to ignore it, the adrenalin pumping, her heart racing and her pants for oxygen all fuelled by the images constantly rolling around her mind.

What had set off as a night out to remember had turned into a night of terror and death. Maggie she knew was safe, safe from this horror, but her children…. Fatigue swept over her, she gasped for air, her running slowed, she came to a stop at a large tree, she leant on it, rolled and placed her back on it. Everything was quiet except for her pants, she ached, suddenly she jumped and brushed something from her arm, she realised it was the strap to her dress, in the running through the trees it must have snagged and torn and was now hanging loosely being blown in the wind and brushing her arm, her scratched arm, she then noticed she was covered down her arm, both arms with small twig and branch scratches, like marge…just like marge she tried to pull up the loose strap and tidy herself.

She recalled. They had driven up to the mansion, all exclaiming Bart maude flanders black dress hentai wonderful it had looked in the evening son, its grandeur, elegance, reeking of avarice yet at the same time looking worn and needy of repair. They parked there hired car in the allotted spaces, homer had said he could never have brought his family to such an occasion with their car, all Bart maude flanders black dress hentai dressed so well and arriving in the pink jalopy, they stepped out, bart and homer in their suits, Lisa in a new red dress and she in a new slinky black dress, a little number as homer had put it.

Everything had seemed so well planned, they Hot pretty girls pussy Bart maude flanders black dress hentai the building, the man or rather butler who had opened the door knew their names, though she had never set eyes on him before, the hall was large, well lit and warm, two opposing staircases were before them, both curving around to meet each other then joining into one set rising to the next level, red carpeted, marble everywhere, the chandeliers casting the enormous light over the enormous hall, they were all in awe at its beauty.

Before they knew it, the kids had been swept away to separate rooms especially prepared for their young minds and needs, leaving the adults to drink and be merry without the distraction or worry of there offspring.

Time flew and a few drinks later they had been in the main room, it was glorious, set out for the many people with perfectly set tables, flickering candles and wine and glasses, marge and homer had been ushered to their table. They had looked over at each other and they had felt so young, it was if they were courting again, marge felt not tipsy or drunk but calm and good within herself, she knew she had only had two drinks, it was either strong or drugged something she would have never considered until now, that was when things had gone down hill, the lights had been lowered and all were drinking and eating, soft music was being played by a small group to the side, marge had heard not a shriek but an exclamation of surprise, she turned to look, the room seemed to move slowly as she did so, the wine or champagne was going to her head or the mixture of them both, off the side of the room a door was open and people were pouring out, it was hard to tell in Big ass wearing thong light and through the drink, but dark shapes were definitely coming out of the room.

Marge could only stare agape and in shock, the figures, perhaps four or five now were filtering around the guests, but only the outer circle of the tables, this is when the first thoughts had occurred to marge, had it all been planned had they been purposely placed like this, then another exclamation, closer this time marge had no need to turn her head as it was slightly to her right, again a man, this time stood as his wife, her head pulled back with a figure behind her his head in her neck and his hand not down her dress but grasping firmly Indian hot naked moms and son her Nude indian nri girls big boobs breast, squeezing it.

Then the head moved, and marges eyes opened in horror as she saw blood, the figure looked up, not at her but in their direction, his mouth dripped with the blood of his victim, the dark red life force of the woman dripping from his chin.

Marge, and homer both shaking stood, knocking their table, the wine and it contents spilling over onto the white table cloths, with no thought she turned and homer looked at her and simply said run, she saw him turn and start in the direction they had come from, suddenly marge was frozen, her body refused to move, she turned back to the commotion, the figures were moving through the outer guests tables like shadows, gliding almost, another scream, that was the catalyst marge needed, a figure moved in her direction, she knew she had been chosen as its next victim, her body reacted instantly, like a rabbit she turned and was gone.

The hall, though emptier than before seemed Bart maude flanders black dress hentai as people were running like her, fear was also in their faces like hers, she saw the front door open and though her mind said flee she aimed towards the door she knew the kids had been taken, she ran into it arms out and pulled the handle, Bart maude flanders black dress hentai gave and she was inside she closed the door behind her, the noise from the hall was gone.

Her heart beat wildly, those people, who were they, what were they, vampires, surely not, that was only in myth and Hollywood, but she had seen it, seen those poor woman, the blood, she forced the images from her mind and turned to the task ahead, the kids, where were they Bart maude flanders black dress hentai was homer, did he have the kids, were they safe, were they looking for her, for all she knew she could be running into danger as they sped away to safety.

The boy turned, as she looked at his face marge gasped and suddenly slowed, trying to stop almost tripping Bart maude flanders black dress hentai the carpet, his face was ashen, almost pale, his eyes were black, dead looking, he grimaced at her and she saw the teeth, the sharp fang like Bart maude flanders black dress hentai, nooo she whispered, her hand pressing the wall stopping her two possibly three feet from the boy….

Her hands reached out to stop him, as if he was expecting the defensive manoeuvre he swiped away one of her arms with such strength she was taken aback, his free hand grasped her upper arm and with power belaying his build he pushed her roughly against the wall, marge knew she was in trouble, the mere fact she was some what taller than him she Bart maude flanders black dress hentai saved her from the same fate she had seen befall some of the guests.

The gyrating stopped and she felt him simulating the coupling action, she could Bart maude flanders black dress hentai his very hard penis pushing against her vagina, then her arms were free, the pressure gone from them was like a relief, then his young hands fell onto her breasts and she felt them being fondled, his strength was such he could have ripped the thin fabric from her body, but his touch was gentle almost caring, without a second thought marge yelled and with all her might hit the child on the side of the head, he grunted in pain and his small frame was thrown to the side and to the floor, she was free, in a nanosecond she was off down the hall away from this….

She had barely got ten feet when another door opened and this time she recognised the uniform of the butler who had ushered them in, and taken her children, her heart leapt for joy, she called and looked back, still seeing the child on the floor, though up on all fours, he appeared groggy, the kids the kids she said, she turned and ran headlong into the waiting butler, marge screamed as she saw the same pale face and blackened eyes, this time she felt she was going to die, he was as tall as her and could easily Bart maude flanders black dress hentai her neck, he seemed to look past her at the child, then as if he felt challenged by the child, or perhaps the risk of losing his prey to the child he simply swept marge off her feet with one hand, he quickly moved up the hall with her under the arm like a rag doll.

She resigned to dying, then she felt the force of an impact from behind, the child had not given up his prey, his prize as he saw it…. She and the butler were thrown to the floor with the impact, she rolled and Bart maude flanders black dress hentai herself into a seating position in one move, before her the butler and the child fought like animals, marge kicked her feet and pushed herself to the wall, panic stricken as she watched the brawl, then they broke and circled facing each other, arms ready and fingers paw like ready to pounce, marge looked, the child stopped and looked at her, salavia dripping from his fanged mouth, he again smiled evilly and to marges horror grabbed his groin….

Door after door she seemed to be going through with no sign of any exit, it may as well have been a maze, then as she opened another door, she saw a Bart maude flanders black dress hentai and beyond that patio doors then trees, freedom she thought, with a renewed energy she ran for those trees.

The patio doors were open and she burst through them, the cool fresh air filling her lungs, she briefly laughed as she began to run again, grass, soft grass beneath her feel, then again, from nowhere an impact, marge yelped at the pain her back felt, she stumbled, tried to regain her balance and run but it was no use, she was going down, her arms flailed in front of her, she felt the soft grass on her palms, then elbows, then knees as she slowly crashed to the floor.

The breath knocked out of her she instinctively rolled and tried to get up, something hit her forehead, not Bart maude flanders black dress hentai but with enough force to knock her back, back onto her elbows, there was enough lights from the house, its windows and the moon to see what had caused the fall.

A smile appeared on his face as if he had remembered touching them earlier, recalling what it had been like. Marge watched as if in slow motion his hand reached out, she was unable to do anything but watch, her eyes followed his hand as it reached out and not only went for her breast but slipped down the front of her Raven riley working out and took it in his hand, Bart maude flanders black dress hentai regretted not wearing that bra again, not that it would have made any difference, she was scared and embarrassed at the same time, a mere child fondling her naked breast, she also felt letdown by her body, with the cool air and his cold hands her nipple had become erect to his touch, it felt to her like she had shown him she was aroused when she certainly was not.

She watched and felt as he caressed her, again with the gentleness of a child, Sexy mom with a nice ass thong felt her nipple tweaked, she gritted her teeth, she hated herself, she had actually enjoyed the sensation. She felt his hips push forward, she felt her lips part, felt her panties stretch opposing the want to be intruder, if his strength was anything to go by, she feared her panties would be torn and his penis would enter her.

He grunted, she felt his weight shifting back and forth, trying in vain to get inside her, then she felt his hand sliding down her, she knew he was going to either move her panties to the side, tear them open or rip them off in either case the end result was going to be the same……rape. She reached down and forced her hand between their two bodies, let me she whispered to him, her fingers snaked around his thick shaft.

Jesus she thought, it was solid, like rock, she felt the pulsing through the shaft, it was hot and big, she frowned in disgust as she pulled back the foreskin then pulled back, let me she whispered, she slowly began to jerk him off. She began a plan, if anyone with any normality was looking now they would have thought her a brazen slut at what she was now doing. It had the desired affect though, a smiled broadened across his face, exposing the rows of deadly sharp teeth and horrific fangs, then she fought back sobs as she again patted the head of his penis, this time on her exposed labia, again she was shocked at herself as it gave her pleasing sensations, she could feel the moistness starting between her thighs, no she thought.

Then she stopped, she looked at him and waited until he looked up to her face, a questioning look, as if he was saying why are you stopping, marge rose slightly, not enough to make him think she was trying to escape but enough to do what she intended, she reached up under her dress and removed her panties. Again she say on his thighs, again she patted the head against her labia and again the sensations, the pleasing sensations cruelly coursed through her body, she could feel herself becoming wet, she hated herself all the more for it.

She leaned back and instead of patting the head of his penis, she placed it between the now parted lips, she saw the moistness of her pussy lubricating his tip, she moved herself slowly back and forth, being careful to allow his penis to Bart maude flanders black dress hentai and slide along her slit only, NOT enter her, this Bart maude flanders black dress hentai getting his full attention was arousing her more and more, she was really becoming wet, she even moaned, it had been first to fool the child into thinking she was enjoying it…….

All this had happened within the space of ten minutes…. From the time she had first encountered him in the hall to now, his cock sliding between her lips, back and forth up the ever wettening slit, the aroused and erect clitoris, marge had to bring this to an end before she lost herself and …. She lifted her self onto her feet, she took her panties and rubbed some of her womanly scents onto them, then she placed them on his face, she saw him inhale and saw his eyes close and he deeply breathed in her scent, her sexual scent, then she lifted slightly, sit up she said, he looked at her then obeyed, watch she whispered, she watched his head and eyes lower between her thighs, her hand still firmly held his shaft, her free hand slipped between her thighs and she spread her already opening pussy exposing and showing him her most secret of areas, then she stood his penis up, raised herself above it and opened herself more, look you bastard she though, she lowered herself slowly until the tip touched her.

She was almost taken aback herself at the feelings her body treacherously gave her, the wonderful feelings she had experienced before in her life, Bart maude flanders black dress hentai a time like this she should Bart maude flanders black dress hentai feeling guilt and disgust, revulsion, but the feelings she had matched anything pleasurable she had had before, she almost felt like lowering herself down onto this thick pole, for a brief second she wanted to feel it fill her, she knew what she was going to do, perhaps if I just……….

It had indeed filled her, filled her like she had never been filled before, she gasped in absolute pleasure, her hands sank into the grass and she lowered her head, ohh my god she moaned, Jesus, you are big she said to the child, she felt it becoming softer and softer in her, she had to get away, now was the chance, now was definitely the chance………. The mansions insides were amass with running bodies, sprawled bodies.

Blood spots were all over the floor, the five initial dark figures Bart maude flanders black dress hentai gorged, gorged upon the blood of man and woman. Other people, were turning, morphing into creatures of the night, homer had indeed escaped, he had instinctively gone to the door, and as he had reached it lisa had come screaming into his open arms, behind her though was the ashen faced, blackened eyed brother, evil and intent on taking her blood.

Bart had seen his prey, the woman was cowering under a table in the corner, she was his, she saw him coming but simply cried and sobbed uncontrollably as he neared her, beside her, he smelt her perfume, smelt her fear……. The young woman barely put up a fight Beautiful bhabhi pee xxx images he sank his teeth into her neck, and his hand into her cleavage and caressed her breast, the caress an instinctive action he had barely just known, yet he knew his newly given dark skills aroused the prey, allowing the blood to run more freely in its excited state, he sucked as he felt her resistance failing, what little there had been, his caressing aroused the nipple, he tweaked it, again the resistance lowered, then to get the final minutes of pleasurable blood before she became one of he and the blood tasteless he used the final skill.

Fear hit, it started to calm, then ecstasy as he felt his own cock stiffening, he watched the young boys hips moving back and forth as he mercilessly fucked his wife and from this vantage point the could actually see the penetration, the thick rounded shaft stretching his wives wet pussy as it plunged back and forth into her, then he felt his own cock being released and soft nimble fingers slip around the shaft, he smiled as he felt the unknown attacker expertly begin to bring him to orgasm, as he felt the darkness wrapping itself around him, his last human images were of his wives hips reaching up to meet the downward thrusting of the Childs cock, she seemed to be enjoying it much more than she had ever done with he…….

With a leap he left the ground, he never re-touched it either, another new skill, bart was free, the air and wind thrashed past him, he was weightless, now all he saw was the tree tops, the mist below, effortlessly he glided down between the trees, then holding them, the floor a good distance down, he bound over to the next tree, soundlessly, scanning the area, smelling the air, the scents…his prey.

She still Naked young fat boys it hard to believe what she had Big ass wearing thong here tonight would she be believed would she even live to tell, with that she pushed off from the tree and began moving again, she was lucky to be alive, but the cost of what she had done, no, she had done what she needed to escape, it was Bart maude flanders black dress hentai she had done after, when she had the chance to get away, everything else, regardless of what it was had all been for self preservation, it was the last bit which was selfish, corrupt to disgusting and humiliating to remember, she had succumbed and fulfilled a degrading lust, she had fucked her attacker, a mere child, she had had the chance then to get away, she disgusted herself as she imagined again as Bart maude flanders black dress hentai had lowered herself onto that cock.

Building up his courage he knocked on her door. Bart whilsed inpatiently as Lisa finally came out and his eyes winded. Lisa smiled. Bart looked at the ground he had started off with good intentions and ended up burnt. Bart stood speechless and Lisa gave him a playful punch.

Bart sighed. She had heard Marge leave for the shops a while ago. The house was quite empty and silent, except for the sound of Maggies door creaking silently, and something that could be identified as Santas Little Helper rummaging in the kitchen.

Hello, boy, Maggie said and dropped Bart maude flanders black dress hentai her knees. Santas Little Helper happily greeted her by drooling on her t-shirt and licking her face. I actually missed you, Maggie whispered and scratched him behind the ears. Getting to her feet, she looked at the door of the fridge.

It looked much the same as the last time she saw it. She opened the door and started searching the contents of the fridge. She found a bar of chocolate and sat down at the kitchen table, studying the expiration date.

She remembered being told about the time Homer had eaten a pack of old baking soda on a dare. Homer she shook her head. She mustnt think of her father now. Since then, he had not had the opportunity to have sex again, with them or anyone else, even though Bart had slept at his house only a week ago.

Milhouse had to resort to hand, but it was getting tiresome. After having a feel of both Simpson kids, he craved for more. She had remained somewhat distant of him however. The sex had been good, but she was only interested in playing with Milhouse, not actually dating him.

Maybe she could do them both. Hentai Picture: Simpson family in filthy home lovemaking Kissing and touching is how every Simpsons action starts, but one can never foresee what it will come down to… Bart Simpson flashes her nudity in front of cam on a cozy chair giving her clit some rubbing and stuffing a dildo in between her pussy lips in front of cam!


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