"Oh baby, it's getting big again. It wants to fuck pussy." Vicky whined.Vicky's ass began to bounce on her son working his hardening pole back into th... creamy vaginal depths."It wants to fuck the pussy that gave birth to it." She cried. Soon she fell into a steady rhythm using her strong hips to fuck every inch of his dong with long ball-bouncing strokes.THRUP! THRUP! THRUP! THRUP! THRUP! THRUP! THRUP!Todd felt like he was lost in a dream. Here he was in the pitch blackness of a greasy sack. They surly suspect that something has happened. I was not quite enough. That old lady is watching me from her window sash. She stares — stares at me from her wretched soulless eyes. I must walk faster and at one with the shadows. The lightlessness provides some relief from the inquisitor and her black eyes — the darkness always provides some relief. I had no choice in what I did, the man was a beast. A beast of the night that wanted my soul — a vampire prepared to drink my health. I must. He asked me to wait one moment. He picked up a ships phone and spoke very rapidly to someone in German (Well, it was a German ship, after all. Wilhelm The Great, was the ship I had booked passage on, and it was 1895).I waited. After a couple of minutes, he turned his attention back to me."I am sorry, but there are no first class berths free. You will have to go with the one you are now assigned, or you can depart the ship," he said, not sounding sorry at all."I see. Well, in that case, let me. “Break the ice with her. She likes coffee, so that’s a starting point.”“Okay, I’ll figure something out,” he says. “I’ll keep you posted.”“You do that,” she says.After saying their goodbyes, Roman closes the communicator. He sits at his desk for another few moments before getting up and walking out the office.“Brea, where can I find a good cup of coffee?” he asks, stepping up to her desk and feeling the same way he did when he first met her mother.“I’ll go get something for you,” she offers..