Can I get you a towel?" he said as he went up the stairs to the hall closet. She smiled as she grabbed her hair to wring out some of the water. Mich...el came back down and handed her the towel. As she reached for it, their hands met ever so briefly and Michael realized he did not even know her name. "I'm Michael" he sputtered. "Cathy, I love a few doors down, just moved in about a week ago. Didin't expect this weather." Slowly, she moved down the hallway, Michael could only stand and watch. One hour.” He tapped his thumb against the end button, and walked up to the counter next to Beatrice. Once he put the phone down, he put his elbows against the counter and looked over at the woman.“Think your sire is really dead?” she said.“ ... maybe.” He managed a slow nod, and shifted out of his coat before hanging it up. Did he feel sad? Was he relieved? Was he happy? He couldn’t tell. Viktor was a scary man, but he’d always been a reliable man. Decades of knowing his sire was there, an. Then I accidentally hit his cock, and it was hard. In his state of uncontrolled emotion, he let out a little moan. I quickly got off of him and stood up, “I’m so sorry Yosep, I didn’t mean… I swear... please don’t tell anyone about that, I don’t want people thinking bad shit about me…”“Its fine dude, the fight was my fault and it was an accident, and its not like I didn’t moan…” he said, looking a little embarrassed.“Yeah, I got to go… just please handle that rumor...” I turned and left him. He increased pressure on my pussy and his man hood entered my flowing love hole. I raised my legs to let his man hood go deep, he responded quickly and pushed his hard and big man hood in my wanting pussy. He started fucking me hard and every stroke of his hard meat gave me increasing pleasure. He was hissing loudly as he rammed his cock in my depth again and again. His hand was busy on my boobs and round ass. I was digging my fingers in his back and crotch. Our tongues were exploring each.