Fifth Tradition- The Hospitality:Honor one another's domain.When thou comest to a foreign city, thou shall present thyself to the one who ruleth there...Without the word of acceptance, thou art nothing.Sixth Tradition- The Destruction:Thou art forbidden to destroy another of thy kind.The right of destruction belongeth only to thine Elder.Only the Eldest among thee shall call the Blood Hunt.Vellen while carrying a distaste for Rules and the Term Elder; Seeing himself as eternally young ofcourse. Jo was writhing beneath my tongue and i looked up over her her body and saw her huge breasts rising and falling with her breathing. I saw Al had shuffled around the bed and was kneeling astride her head, The helmet of his long cock had Jo’s lips wrapped around it and he was massaging her breasts. Al leaned forward on his hands so he could shove more of his cock into Jo’s mouth. I pressed my mouth over Jo’s pubic mound and sucked hard on her swollen clitoris, she started to moan and I felt her. ’ ‘Sweetheart, you know I want to marry you. You know I do. Things at work are crazy right now—you know how my father can be…’ Beth nodded, mutely, slowly stirring her cooling soup, not meeting Damon’s eyes. ‘Sweetheart…’ he began, not sure what to say to ease her mind. He knew what she wanted him to say: let’s set a date. But for the life of him, he couldn’t bring himself to utter the words. And, for the first time, that worried him. ‘I’m tired,’ Beth said suddenly. ‘Do you mind if I go. I began to lick his length, holding eye contact. His eyes snapped shut as he reveled the sensation. ‘Open your eyes,’ I whispered. He chuckled and opened them, taking the sight of me back in. Once again, I took his cock entirely in my mouth and started sucking hard. My right hand crept underneath my chin to stroke and bask some much needed attention on his balls. My left hand offered some assistance to my busy mouth – I sucked and stroked his cock with every ounce of energy I had. I wanted his.