The stink was even more pungent than before, the undertone of sharp cheddar more unmistakable. And the nylon soles looked filthy. "Luckily for you," s...e continued, as she flexed her toes again, "there are ways to get back on my good side, Kyle." He knew what she was suggesting, but he didn't want to believe it. "I'd been wondering if I'd made a mistake in hiring you, but I'm sure I didn't." Was she threatening him, he wondered. The though of touching her feet turned his stomach, but what if his. . Viktor. The fucker had a statue of himself. The hair was different, but she recognized the cheek bones of the twice dead bastard. Around the base of the statues were yet more statues of various predators and scavenger animals. Typical Ventrue, thinking he lorded over the animals and the kine.One of the small animals waved. A rat, a real one. She looked at it, it looked at her, and it waved again. Why the mother fucking shit was a rat waving at her?How had she not smelled it? Shit, she was. We sat down on his couch and told each other our latest news. We both finished our beer and then Mike got up - to get us each another beer, I assumed. But instead he turned around to face me, standing very close to the couch, and then he grabbed his dick with one hand.I tried to think of something to say to him, coming up empty. I just looked up at him and then I looked down to where his hand was rubbing his dick - which was at the same level as my face, and then I looked up at him once again. Within seconds I joined her and we were soaping each other’s body frantically.My arousal was instant, I held her from behind and wrapped my arms around her firm tits with my cock resting snugly in her ass crack. The soapy water flowing down around us, made her moan gently, I kissed her neck and ears, and squeezed her nipples causing her to arch her back pressing us closer together. I needed to slow down, this was too fast I didn’t want to lose control, I want her to enjoy her session so I.