He had said that ‘Valo’, the moth-man, had been sent by a seer too. Since it had first seen the drawings of him, it had imagined that they would b... just the two of them: it and him. But, it could tolerate him having a friend. Especially a friend who seemed intent to help it protect its precious man. Moths were weak, but they had good eyes to keep guard. At least at night. If the moth guarded at night, that would leave it and Black free to… It shivered. Black and Dark. Dark and Black. It loved. As promised, Natalie showed up at seven sharp at the Hilton's Bar.Conrad introduced himself, offered her a cigarette, which she declined, then lit one for himself.She was definitely a southern girl, albeit a Catholic one with a nervous habit of twirling a lock of her brown hair around a finger as she prattled on. He couldn't take his eyes off her breasts. Katy had told him they were enhanced, but he wanted to see for himself.She'd explained to him that she had a lot of time on her hands just. It had been quite a while, and even then it had been almost a local remake of The Grudge – without all the hair in the face bit.I was only partially glad about that. I wasn’t keen on hair in my mouth, but I hadn’t minded it when we first got married seven years before – that glorious blond mane that we both loved for me to hang onto when we made love doggy style. Then that hair had become too unfashionable for her work, and that was it. One day, shortly after she started at the architectural. As she carried on she cupped my balls and with her other hand tickled that part of my flesh behind them, causing even more and stronger sensations and I started gasping and writhing as a second peak took over. She must have known that I was at the point of no return already and even when I shouted out as I contorted and thrust at her she did not stop sucking as I pumped seed for what seemed an age before I was finally both drained of semen and energy and I just collapsed. She laughed softly and.