Grace’s hourglass figure is something many girls would kill for. Coated in blood and God-knows-what from her own asshole, I hump and grind at her face. I hear Grace yelp in fear below the savage display above her. The protagonist’s mission is always to rape and abduct his victims, adding to his harem of vampires. One of the only other females worth exploring, just casually walking into the mist, into my realm, all by herself. sound comes from stretched hole, blood leaking out onto the muddy ground beneath her. She sucks for just a moment before Grace goes completely silent and limp. We move her a good ways down along the dried up creek. A gaping hole in the crotch of the leggings shows us some disappointingly bland white briefs. We hear another voice further away, calling out for Taylor and Joseph. I pull Grace’s head up by the hair again, just before she’s about to pass out from lack of oxygen.
