”Will added, “It’s the only chance we’ll have, really. We’re wheels up again tomorrow evening, and we have another scheduled flight the day ...fter we get home.”“I almost know the feeling,” Amelia said. “This is my third flight in the last two weeks.”“Living in hotels can get to you. We’re from Chicago. How about you?” Will asked.“Small world,” she said, and laughed. “I work in the city.”That launched a conversation about home, which branched out into other topics, including several anecdotes. (now felt lot relaxed) She started stroking my dick. Now I sat on the edge of bed and she went down and sat on the floor . Her pink lips were just in front of my 6″ long dick. (I was wondering how she learned this much, but later she told me that she learned these from blue pictures)she the opened her lip and moved her tongue over her lips like a porn star and teasing me.I then moved forward and held her hairs , then put my dick inside her mouth.Its was like heaven. That day I knew that blowjob. The girls were drained so someone – probably Eloise de La Zouche – could bathe in their blood.”“No, not even Eloise would carry out such a horrific act.” I shook my head in shocked disbelief.John Stafford gazed at me; tears, sadness and sorrow, in his eyes.“Have you ever heard of Elizabeth Bathory? Not many people have. She was a Hungarian countess some two hundred years ago who was convicted of killing hundreds of young women, and it was rumoured she bathed in the blood of virgins to retain. He always bought the very latest, most cutting-edge gear. Everything high-tech and top of the line. But he spent most of his cycling time sipping coffee at the Java King in his expensive four-holed cleat system bike shoes while his thoroughbred ride stood locked to a street sign under his watchful, admiring eye, sparkling immaculately in the sunlight. Walt shook his head. Well, it took all types.He was just finishing up the left hand brake when he heard the phone ringing. He put down the.