Obviously, he was naked, showing before me two large pecs, perky, with pink nipples,and although he was squatting, you could distinguish a delicate tu...t of hair that was lost between his legs,that made sense a turgid ass and a considerable hard cock erected.- Hello, he said smiling. At that laugh, I couldn't help but laugh too.Still surprised by her spontaneity and calm, seeing me lying there in a somewhat awkward situation.He lay on his back next to me, and we talked for a long time.The truth. Yes, we can die. But death for a vampire is nothing like death for humans. You see, there are always consequences; "immortality" has a price. For in exchange for all the power, and the perceived deathlessness, you surrender your soul. And when the soulless die there is no heaven, there is no rest, there is only oblivion. In life, I was a merchant from an area that would be now called Nubia. It was during my return from a trading expedition to the Egyptian capital city of Memphis that I was. “What a wanker!” I heard the girls say, as they laughed and laughed in mocking derision. Miss Louise did lots and lots of pics and I was having to resurrect many many pairs of crusty spunk-stained underpants as a result. It was when I saw Her on the cover of a German mag in Miss Debbie’s Aphrodite bookshop that I flipped, picked it up in disbelief, and started chanting something like “oh Miss oh Miss on Miss”. I always chanted when I knew a girl was going to make me spunk my pants, can’t. Fuckkk! I’m going to cum again Baby,’ I moaned out between pants. Another orgasm was closing in, and I knew this one would be more violent than the last. ‘That’s it Baby, cum for me. Cum all over my cock Rileigh.’ His words tipped me over the edge. My orgasm came crashing through in a riptide of erotic ecstasy. I shouted out Carter’s name like a mantra. My cum soaked his cock but he pumped his cock into me even faster in a frenzy. ‘Rileigh! I’m cumming Baby, I’m cumming!!’ he shouted. My climax.