We had stayed on the same floor. Had the same faded smiles every time we came and almost always the first night wore roughly the same thing. For me i... had always been blue jeans, a pair of running shoes, and a white t to top it all off. If the weather wasn’t particularly nice I wore a jacket or coat over my shirt but it was always the same thing. I am a creature of habit and when I get comfortable with something I stick to it. This would explain why I had worked in the same factory ever since. The old man had been consumed then it was all quiet, doing as his grandfather had instructed he'd sealed the crystal, then each in turn as it was gathered. It still eat away at Tom that he couldn't have done more to help, he'd loved his grandfather his own father destroyed by several vampire clans right before he'd been born. Tom had to wonder if that was why he was so dead set against his son? All the horror he'd seen from the abuse of power was that why he was so afraid?Locking up, Tom was. I slowly started to push. It wasn’t long before I reached her cherry. I decided not to go soft on her and I broke it with one fast thrust, she screamed and tears rolled down her cheek. I didn’t stop I started pumping faster and faster, and I think part of me wanted her to hate me for this. She just kept her eyes on mine whenever she could hold them open. I felt my nut coming so I tried to pull out but she had rapped her legs around me. So the only thing I could think of was to stop. She. Ses yeux étaient grands et elle pouvait à peine parler. "Oh putain James qui est si bon sooo pleine vachement complet. Oh se il vous plaît le baiser! Se il vous plaît confiture baiser mon cul! " Qui est le cul?" Je ai crié que je me enfonçai dans son disque.«Votre James! Ton cul!" Dit-elle. "Fuck it James, baiser le cul vous possédez maintenant." Elle a crié. Je ai commencé à glisser dans et hors l'aide de longs mouvements lents pleins tout le chemin juste pour que la tête de ma bite est resté.