Even if you found a date interested in some long pork, don’t people like eyes to look back into? Probably less the pools of darkness where your used...to be, the barest flicker of yellow at the center betraying keen perception and an ease for spotting the depraved and violent.Yes, your sex life since you became a boogieman has been lackluster. And your normal social life, but that doesn’t so much bother you. The work is meaningful. Every day you thank whatever dark gods might be real you didn’t. We’re population control.’ Rhys nodded. She was very much beautiful, but her beliefs worried him, reminded him of a time he sadly had no choice but to live through. ‘You know, I knew of some people a few decades ago who felt the same way you feel. They believed what they were doing was for the good of everyone and they themselves also called it population control.’ The huntress smiled. ‘Well, aren’t you just every vamp hunters best friend. How many vamps did they kill?’ ‘None. They did not kill. " I could see him mentally rubbing his hands together.He led me to a small room and when I walked in I saw the young man standing naked his cock in hand a smile on his face. Looking off to the left I saw the two uncles standing and waiting. Taking a deep breath I got on my knees and wasted no time. His cock was average in length and but a little bigger in girth than most. I sucked the head of his cock in my mouth and he moaned. I had only given him a few licks and had just taken him deep in my. He looked at his wife and smiled. After sixteen years of marriage, as both were approaching their forties, he was still in love with Laura. Her brown hair, her blue eyes, not to mention her generous curves that improved with time. At the thought of the night he had just spent with her, he felt an erection pressing against his jeans. He pulled himself together, when he remembered that his children were in the room.Kelly and Angie were eating their cereals, their eyes riveted on their cell.