When was the last time we got together?" Roger askedas the handshake ended. Guy's grip was firmer and more confident thanthe last time the two men met... "It would have been three years next month to be precise. Let's go intomy office, we can chat more there."As former members of the SAS, Roger and Guy shared a certain camaraderiethat comes with serving in that particular part of the British miltary. If either man didn't have work related things to do, they could havetraded war stories for many. He could feel himself about to come, as he could feel Sin about to reach her climax, he had to do it, now!With a growling roar, he opened his mouth wide, lips peeling back from his fangs, he reared his head back, and then dove down, driving his fangs into the pale flesh of her slender neck. Sin cried out, her body arching off the ground, as an orgasm ripped through her, another one fallowing right behind the last. Dreak pounded fast and faster until he felt his balls tighten up, and he exploded. Her long hair dried sufficiently, she had led him through the open door of his bedroom having seen his bed. She helped him with every move, conscious that he had not entertained a transgender before; Clyde needed no coaxing and she sighed softly at the point where he had eased his rigid cock into her tight sweet anus for the first time. Clyde had gasped with pleasure as he probed deep and heard his new love whimper submissively, while he toyed with her soft hairless balls and little stiffly. You may as well exchange numbers, now, you say. You’ve cornered the quarry. Sure you love kids, you tell her – don’t look so surprised. She gets warm, she gets wet, she takes off her glasses, makes some joke about getting back to work. Teacher tells you off for talking, asks if you’re certain you’re making the best use of your time here, and you giggle like school kids and then it’s Let’s do coffee, then right on through til lunch, then she breaks it off, slaps herself, curses, apologises for.