It might not be listed with the other fruits of love in the Bible, but Cindy taught me that good sex was a gift of love. It was when we got home that ...e found our gift from Sandy. It was nothing much, just an appointment card for the fertility clinic!I don't know how much you know about in vitro, but it is a miracle. The day I'd met Cindy she'd had her ovum harvested. At that time it was a minor outpatient surgery, although new techniques with ultra-sound make it even easier... and reduce the. ‘They hunt supes. Try to drain them and use their gifts. So far they have been unsuccessful, but they never stop trying. I’m sure you would bring a pretty penny. Not only is your gift very profitable but, your ample bosom and trim waist would appeal to them as well. Ah, how I love barbarians.’ I paled, my fingers clenching the blankets ‘You wouldn’t?’ He leaned back his eyes devouring my covered body hungrily. ‘I haven’t quite decided yet. Whether to sell you or keep you for my own.’ ‘Keep me?. "What do you want us to do for you, baby?" Sandra asked me, eager to know."I want to fuck Ninve's tits while Sandra's lips and tongue caress both of us. Yeah, lick my cock while it's buried in her cleavage," I told them, surprising even myself with my inventive kink.I had to admit to myself that what prompted this was the desire to experience both Ninve's breasts and Sandra's mouth at once, as well as not to deny either them their wish to serve me. Both women were remarkable lovers in their own. Most of them had the sour tasting blood with only a few having the sweet flavor of human. The aroma of blood so permeated the air that it was all he could do to not go into a full frenzied bloodlust. He was afraid of what the blood would do to him if he should ingest it, so he was careful to keep spitting the blood out as he tasted each man that he came across. Ingest. The word drifted across his brain, half-buried in his furious anger. That was it, he was sure of it now. But even as he thought.