I hadn't been mistaken about the time. I quickly walked across the house to the kitchen and opened the door to the garage. Katie's car wasn't there. S...e wasn't home yet. I hurried into the living room and looked out the front window. The street was vacant. All the houses on our block were dark. I sat down on the couch and started to worry. The bars in our state closed at 1:00 AM. Suddenly concerned that my wife had been in an accident, I called her cell phone. It went right to her voice mail.. . am free to serve you, m’lord?” Bernadette gasped as I drove deeper inside her snatch.“A wise and excellent response, my sweet, summer child. Speaking of such creatures, have you ever met one before, a bloodsucking creature known to me as ‘Nosferatu?’ They are called the ‘undead.’ Or rather, we are,” I informed her as I sank my fangs into her neck.Bernadette’s heart began pumping very loudly, just as I humped her good and hard in the bath. She was mine now. I would give her my blood to drink. " (I lied.) "You're not a very good lair, David. But you are sweet."Here she slapped me on the ass affectionately. I got hard. As the day wore on she was touching me more and more. "Ever thought about giving yourself some highlights in your hair?" No." You have pretty hair."Touching my hair and my neck. I loved her fingers on me. My dick was out and tingling. Could she see it? "Have you ever thought about shaving your legs?" No." You have very nice legs. Womanly. A lot of girls would. "Alright, let's get downand dirty then."The man hummed a tune under his breath as he began slipping out of hisdirty clothes, slowly shedding them and discarding them into a pile onthe floor. Mynxie the goblin watched with a disinterested look as hebared his broad, dark-haired chest and well-muscled arms, and yawned alittle as he kicked off his boots and tugged down his pants to unveil apair of muscular legs. Even when he dropped his shorts to reveal a long,rigid shaft his goblin hostess showed.