Sir Cougar was in me almost all the time and he didn't cum. Was he wearing a cock ring the whole time?" He hated asking that kind of question, but he ...as curious.Jose chuckled. "Cock ring? Old Cougar? No way, Jose! He can stay like a tomcat in heat for who knows how long? That's why they use him. The fucker has superhuman mind control over his dick! His record is eighteen hours straight without limping up. Amazing, huh?" Jane/Joe just nodded. It was that, for sure.Jose said goodnight and left. Be careful who you speak around. It worked for me for years." Ok, I might find out more that way. I need some specialized equipment. You wouldn't happen to know someone we can trust." I have the perfect man. We will go talk to him when we get to Metropolitan City."After he leaves the Wilhelmina's, the man called Gregor decides to have a little more fun before going back to Metropolitan City. He heads back to Vasillie's arena. He is met at the door by Ricardo."Vasillie wants to see you in his. "Maybe?" I questioned.Since my wife still works outside the home, we both knew we had all the privacy and time we needed, if things went that direction.Seeing is one thing, acting on it takes it to a whole new level, especially if it goes wrong. Throwing all caution to the wind, I brazenly reached for her wrist. Her eyes grew wide as I guided her hand towards my shaft. At first, she resisted, then reluctantly stepped closer. She extended her partially closed hand until the backs of her. ”“Yes,” Britney moaned.“You'll loose,” Faust shouted. “You'll—”His words cut off in a bloody gurgle. Abigail sawed the knife into his throat. Blood spurted, spraying her body as she cut more and more of the vampire's head off. Abigail moaned, her asscheeks clenching as she writhed her hips.Damien's thrusts grew harder as Faust died. Abigail's knife parted his flesh then sawed through bone. With a snarl of triumph, Abigail lifted Faust's head and turned to Damien. She held her prize aloft, blood.