Er sieht Henning auffordernd an und klopft auf den Tisch. Henning versteht ihn und legt sich rücklings darauf, die Beine gespreizt. Das ist das Signa... für Vater und mich, im Nu sind die Bademäntel weg und wir knien uns an den Tisch und fangen an, Henning zu lecken. Seine Brustwarzen sind besonders sensibel und ich lecke sie mit Hingabe, Vater hat seinen Schwanz im Mund und Opa kommt mit Babyöl und Dildo. Er wird hinten gut eingeölt und Opa steckt ihm den Kunstpimmel in den Arsch. Henning. You're almost as good as your sister."Emma and I continued running our fingers all over Tom 's chest. I traced little circles around his nipple. Meanwhile, Emma started moving her fingers up and down on his chest, very slowly, beginning near his neck all the way down to his tummy. Each time her hand traveled downward, her fingers went a little bit farther, to his belly button, then to his pubic hair.Running her fingers through his curly pubic hair, she let the tips of her fingers brush up. ’ ‘Well, that’s horrible, but I didn’t do it.’ The rabbi almost choked on his indignation. ‘Are we supposed to believe you? Do you deny that you are an undead creature from the pits of hell?’ ‘Believe me or not, its the truth. As for denial, if you are asking if I’m a vampire, the answer is ‘Yes’. However, I’m not from the pits of hell. I’m from Ireland.’ The last part must have non-plussed him as he shut up. I continued. ‘I am undead, but I wasn’t always. I’m not a demon. I survive by drinking. "I understand what you are saying, Jack. But there are pictures of my past, they could emerge and I don't want them to come between us." They won't, my Darling, it is not important, but right now, Ally, what is important is that I take you to bed and make love to you." Her eyes softened and her worried expression was replaced with desire. She understood now that what she had done was not important, in the same way that the men previously in her life were unimportant to me. She was here with me.