As he started to fuck me Tony pushed his even bigger dick against my mouth. I didn't struggle, didn't protest, just opened my mouth and started suckin... the giant tool. The Best Man came first, filling my mouth with jet after jet of hot cum, some of which went up my nose. The Groom fucked me for about ten minutes before emptying his cock deep inside my red-hot snatch.I went to the kitchen and got them a beer and in no time flat they were ready to go again, this time they took opposite ends, and. Would he allow her this one passion? Was he strong enough to accept her physical need for another and be party to it as well? She loved Steven desperately. He nourished her soul. But Simon fed her cunt, and her mind refused to consider having to choose, should it come to that. Steven watched them from the car, stomach tied in knots, glancing away each time doubt began to overcome him. Although he saw nothing but his wife on her knees in front of him, her flexing back naked in the night air,. She, and consequently me, belong to the Immoral, the faction of vampires that aren’t resistant to drinking blood.The Immoral believe that humans are perfectly fine sources of blood. The Moral believe that humans are to be protected, and they drink animal blood. I’ve tried animal blood, but it’s nasty. I’m not struggling to pick a side, I just don’t support vampires killing other vampires. So, I snuck away to Jewel Valley, and found a couple with a teenage son who were just moving to Jewel. So, anyway, what I wanted to explain to you is that Spirits don't actually talk to each other like the living do. Well, not exactly. It's more like thought transference. You know, like reading another's thoughts and hearing them in your brain or being able to send your thoughts to another so they can hear you.OK, non-believer. I know I don't have a brain. I know mine was nicely spattered around my living room. Well at least some of it was.But Spirits do have a center of thought. It's hard to.