Chapter 4 You Are Too Sexy

Finally, Catherine made the meal herself, along with the one at Bruce.

"Vampires don't eat, does it?" Catherine stared at him discontentedly. "Aren't you all drinking blood?"

Bruce's cheeks were puffed up. "It doesn't mean that I can't eat it. I'm not a vampire. After all, I still have half of the human genes, and now I don't have blood to drink. Are you willing to let me..."

"Fuck off!" Catherine knew what he meant. She wouldn't let him absorb blood. "Don't even think about it. You are evil vampires. I don't know how many lives you have killed."

"I have never killed anyone." After all, he was so noble that he didn't need to do it by himself.

After eating and drinking enough, Bruce became lustful again.

The horse ran for a day and a night, but just like Catherine, it didn't eat or drink.

Catherine took a handful of hay and fed it. Her plump buttocks were facing Bruce. Bruce looked at her beautiful buttocks and swallowed.

Due to the inconvenient movement in the carriage, he didn't notice that Catherine's buttocks were also so attractive.

Looking at the scene, he couldn't help but feel itchy again. When he thought of touching, he couldn't help but walk towards Catherine. When Catherine heard the noise, she turned around.

"Go get a bucket of water for the horse." She took the hanging bucket from the edge of the carriage and handed it to Bruce.

Bruce, obedient like a puppy, went to fetch water with a bucket with a smile.

"Silly boy." Looking at his back, Catherine said with a smile.

When Bruce came back with water, Catherine was lying on a huge rock by the river, ready to take a nap.

Bruce put the bucket in front of the horse and walked towards Catherine. As soon as he sat down, he couldn't help reaching out and pinching Catherine's buttocks.

It felt as soft as she had imagined, but because Catherine often did sports, she had a tough and elastic touch, which made him feel more comfortable.

"What do you want to do again?" Catherine pushed his hand away and kicked him away impatiently. "Don't touch me again. I won't be possessed by you anymore."

"Ha-ha." Bruce smiled and still approached Catherine, lying quietly beside her. "Catherine." He called her name. As soon as Catherine turned her head, he kissed her gently on the lips.

Catherine didn't know what to say. Her face turned red because of this pure kiss. "Lie over there. Don't huddle up with me."

"I like to squeeze with you." Bruce put his hand on Catherine's waist and clenched it. He was restless, but he was patient and just rubbed it slowly.

Catherine was a little aroused by his flirtation, but she didn't want to do it. She turned her head and rubbed her round butt against the crotch of Bruce. Bruce took a deep breath and unconsciously stiffened.

What Catherine didn't know was that Bruce held her waist tightly, put his hand into her chest through the clothes, pinched her breasts, and pulled her breasts from time to time with his fingers. His crotch moved forward against Catherine's buttocks, and slowly rubbed her buttocks with his hard dick.

Catherine couldn't help but breathe more heavily. Bruce was close to her ear, gently panting. A sexy low voice came into her ears, and his hot breath hit her ear.

She shivered and rubbed her buttocks hard on his dick.

Bruce took a deep breath and gave her a hard spank. He licked her ears gently with the tip of his tongue and couldn't stop sucking her small and exquisite earlobes. "Catherine, you are too sexy. Do you know that I want to die on you like this?"

He said sentimentally, feeling that the small nipple in his hand had become hard. He grabbed the two giant breasts and rubbed them violently. His crotch was so hard that he could not help but touch it through her skirt.

Catherine gasped, her legs clamped tightly, and her buttocks couldn't help but shrink back. She rubbed against Bruce's hard meat stick.

"You want it, right? Honey." He gently bit the tip of Catherine's ear, lifted her dress with his big hand, and skillfully unbuttoned the stockings. He touched the underpants with his hand, and his small vagina had already been wet, and two pieces of lips were tightly sandwiched together.

Bruce fumbled through the crack of the flesh and found the wet and slippery liquid in his hand. He rotated his middle finger and dug deeper.

Catherine held his meat stick with her little hands and rubbed it through his trousers.

Bruce pulled his pants and the whole meat stick bounced in Catherine's hand.

She held it tightly and felt the burning meat stick in her hand. Water seeped from the top and the smooth body fluid made her skillfully roll up Bruce.

There were two kinds of feelings when his penis was rubbed by others and by himself. Bruce was so comfortable that he could not help but hold Catherine's little hand tightly.

The hand of Bruce didn't stop. It had already opened the crack of Catherine's flesh and kept rubbing at the entrance of the cave. It was not until the small mouth got used to his fingers that he rotated and inserted it into the cave. He swayed his fingers to spread the tight narrow channel. The heat fascinated him.

"Does your vagina like my finger so much? Is it so good?"

Catherine was massaged from head to toe. She couldn't help but moan in a comfortable way, lost in thought. The corridor was tightly clamped with his fingers that were fiercely inserted into it. Every time his fingers touched a sensitive spot, she trembled all over, and a strong sense of pleasure made her gasp powerlessly.

Bruce was not satisfied. Biting her ear, he gasped and said, "Cry out, baby! I like to hear your voice."

"Ahhh..." Catherine screamed, lying. She put her arms around Bruce's head and kept kissing his lips. The tip of her tongue hooked his tongue, pulling out obscene silver threads in the air.

Bruce became more vigorous. The meat stick kept rubbing Catherine's little hand. The intense pleasure made both sides groan. The flesh stick of Bruce was so hard, and her hands were wet with liquid.

"Baby, let's go inside, okay?" The middle finger and index finger of Bruce were put together, constantly twitching and inserted into Catherine's vagina. Catherine opened her legs, kept moving her buttocks, and her vagina was shrinking and trembling.

The sunlight was bright, and the water was streaming. The two of them just slept in nature.

Saliva spilled over the corner of her mouth and there was no time for her to swallow. Catherine squinted at him, and it took her a long time to understand what he was talking about. Before Bruce took action, she stood up and lay on Bruce.

Bruce looked at her expectantly. He grabbed the shaking breast of Catherine and kept rubbing it. Catherine was so happy that she couldn't help screaming. She held Bruce's stick and gently tested it at her vagina. Then she turned her lips and slowly sat down.