That day I just masturbated nearly 5 times thinking of burying my cock in her as. I had become fan of her ass and those milky boobs. Then there were n... of occasions when I can see her and masturbate. She use to regularly visit our house.One night she came with her husband .She was weeping bcoz her husband was very sick. He had some k**ney problem. Even though she was weeping but she looked damsel. I even not spared her that night in my bathroom dreams. One day when I was studying in the lobby I. There was not too much activity in the village either. Barrels of Mead had been drunk last night and there were even a few souls sleeping on the beach including a couple of naked girls. I took a leak at the end of the beach and walked back into the village square, meeting a couple of the shopkeepers who were opening up after the night of revelry.The baker and butcher offered me a free breakfast pastry after I helped him get his shop ready and the tailor was eager to sell me a 'more suitable'. Casey arched her back and groaned, pushing her chest out and squirming against his hold. The large muscles in his arms flexed as he parted her legs and moved his mouth down, flicking his tongue across her clit. Her hands raked through his hair. Low, urgent groans rolled from her throat as he teased, sucked, and probed with his tongue. Jason lifted his head, gazing at her, his lips wet from exploring and Casey was forced down again, him on top. She bucked her hips as he sunk down, crushing her. “Mother, this is Max,” I say, noticing the grimace on her face. “I know who he is. Mysterious dangerous vampire and owner of a string of clubs. Mostly known for his dangerous hobby, hunting down the hunters. Of course I would recognize who he is,” she spits out. I am surprised by the harshness coming from her voice and the anger on her face from seeing him holding onto me. “Why on earth is he here, Ella? Don’t you dare tell me that you are messing around with this… this vampire ,” she hisses. I.