He didn't know at that point just how involved he was to become with the women he was about to meet. She walked him through plush minimalist offices, ...urnished with modern technology amid the interior which was conspicuously Art deco. He was taken to a lounge area where there were seven or eight women waiting with Champagne. On the wall were several depictions of how his book might look; the women had been working on it already in anticipation of capturing his business. He was sat down on a. Rubbing her clit with my cock made love juices started to flow from her cunt in abundance wetting her thighs. I knew that this fuck was going to be the best that I had ever had. As I leaned toward her she guided my cock into her. The head of my dick touched that hot wet pussy and I wanted to drive every inch into her on the first thrust. And I did. I pushed my cock a few inches into her wetting cunt. It was so warm and soft. And then I did not control my cock and inserted it with full stroke in. One of them was Shiv (the name of Hindu God. An unsolvable question is, why do Indians name their children after the name of gods and goddesses? I’ve never come across a person whose name is Jesus to date!) When I informed him about my interest in committed relations, he replied, “Relations should be free from any boundaries of commitment.” Later I knew why he was moralizing to me. It was because he himself was married to a woman. (Hey, mother fucker, what did happen to your holy boundaries?. He moves from the window to the bed and lays down. he falls to sleep dreaming of jessica his lost love his heart still longs for her. he wakes in a sweat as he sees its day time. he was able to be in the sun but not for too long. for the longer he was in the sun the weaker it would make his powers.he makes his way down the stairs to the tavern part of the inn. the barmaid smiles at him as she makes her way to him.she asked"is there anything i can get you my lord"? he just looks at her and goes.