Ari had been born in France, 1853. Upon his 25th birthday, after partying with friends, he had gone home with a beautiful lady. She’d killed him, an... he had awoken a vampire. Over the many years, he had never taken a life to feed. He would go home with a woman and during some steaming sex drink her blood til she was unconscious. It was just enough to satisfy him, and she would sleep til the morning, when she would wake up extremely satisfied with the memory of a wonderful lover who kissed their. “Was there a problem with the egg? I’m sure Amanda would agree to donate one of hers if needed. Or was it a problem with me being able to carry a child?”I saw Amanda’s concerned look as a tear came to my eye. “No my dear, the egg was perfect, and so are you. The doctor actually wished that his other patients were half as healthy as you are. The problem is with me. The doctor informed me today that I’m infertile. I never questioned it because all of my previous partners have been on some form of. With trembling hands I started to work the oil into her ass muscles, sliding down to her hamstrings again. As I worked the muscles I occasionally got a glimpse of her asshole and her pussy below it. I was so hard and had broken out into a sweat, I was trying to do a good job with the massage but I had definitely switched from a the****utic touch to a sensual one. My fingers were sliding ever closer to her pussy and crack. When the back of my fingers brushed her pussy lips she squeezed her. It was not lost on me that no matter where we went on our western travels, we constantly came into contact with functioning units and outposts of the Mormon Church. It was increasingly obvious that the supposed “cult-like” religion was a deep-seated and viable alternative to conventional Judeo-Christian teachings and that most folks accepted the Mormons as good God-fearing people with none of the shortcomings of less religious settlers and adventurers. I know that I personally didn’t find their.