When I opened the refrigerator door, a person like me came out of it. She was more beautiful than me. She did not have pimples on my face. I took a step back, but he quickly came forward. I reached one step. He put both his hands on both sides. Then he pulled his face back a little. Under that thin dress, he had taken something. He pulled force from his chest to his feet, something soft and wet so soft that you preferred warmth to wetness. He took my hand in his and began to rub his pussy. Everything happened in a short time. And began to eat it with such skill that it seems as if he has years of experience in this work. His tongue was black and I looked at him warmly from above. His eyes fell. Bright eyes sparkled in one of them. It was as if my body was no longer moving. It was as if I had been enchanted. It looked like I had come out of the fridge and was sucking on me while my wife was sleeping in bed. Now I think I'm going crazy, but at that moment everything was a pity. Like a robot in the hands of a bastard, my madness was getting worse by the minute. I lifted him up, unbuttoned his shirt. As he was half-naked, he started running to the kitchen door, stunning me and Anne Dracula in that position. He was surprised. He wanted to scream, but I turned my head and looked into his eyes. He stared into my eyes and suddenly started laughing. But we had a hostage. My wife, with a dirty smile on her face, threw a sharp knife at me from the table. I grabbed the knife in the air and put it on Dracula's vein. The film suddenly froze to the stop button. They were frozen. I inserted the knife into his neck. Black blood gushed from his vein. We were, but that evil state had not disappeared. We looked at each other and started howling like wolves, when suddenly the doorbell rang.
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Date: March 11, 2019
