They went there and he had sex with her for a full hour. She told me that evening when she came home. She was almost giddy over how he had used her bo...y. I was told to clean her with my mouth. He must have emptied his balls in her because even after six hours she was full. Her panties where soaked. She cut off several of the other guys she used to have sex with so she would be extra horny when Lucas came around. After she and Lucas had been fucking for a couple of months he invited her to his. Wulf Isebrand was the military leader of the peasants in the Battle of Hemmingstedt, in 1500. Historians have differing views of his true person. Even his Dutch origins have come into question. Certainly, nothing is known about his offspring, and I took artistic licence to spin my tale around his fictional sons and daughters.The story depicts violence and non-consensual sexual acts. This should be seen in the historical context of 16th century warfare and life in general. The author does not. More’s the pity, she thought.She felt the man graze her breasts with his hand and she shivered.Her own hand rested almost absently on his thigh. He shifted trying to wordlessly encourage her to reach for his hardness. She smiled. He was no mystery to her. She knew what he wanted and she giggled temporarily denying him his need.He roughly grabbed her breasts and squeezed them punishing her for teasing him.“You gonna tease me you’re gonna pay,” he said, but he was smiling.“Sorry master,” she. “How old are you, Charlie? You know, when you were changed and to how long you have been a vampire?” “I was twenty-four when I was taken from my human life. Unlike you, I did not have a choice. I met a beautiful woman, who was a vampire. She seduced me in all the ways a man can desire, only for her to ravish me, drink my blood and leave me for dead. I survived though and here I am, a little over seven hundred years later.” I am not foolish enough to think that all vampires become as such of.