" That's my girl." You haven't called S yet, have you?" I wasn't waiting to see if you closed the deal," she pulled out herphone. "Want to do the hon...rs?"Faith took the phone and dialed the phone number that S had sent them.---Agent S was driving, while Agent R was drifting in and out of sleep. Hesnapped up as a loud ringtone went off. S reached into his pocket andpulled out the phone, "Answer this will you? I hate talking on thesethings while driving."R took the phone and pressed the send. There was my quiet wife getting fingered whilst I watched. God, I was turned on and hard. John stopped and I thought that would be it but Ann turned to Sam and smiled and said to her,“Are you up for it?”Sam smiled and reached out for Ann. They looked at each other and they started to kiss slowly at first, their breasts just touching, nipple on nipple and they were into it. Their hands were all over each other. I watched as Ann finger fucked Sam whilst they were kissing each other. They were. Although she was a peasant, this young girl gave off a fresh scent of intense beauty. Her pussy was hairy, and George guessed at the hairy, sweet hole of pleasure.Marianna sat on George, over his thighs. She took his penis in her hand and stroked it slowly, gently moving their claws on the tender skin. Pinching her fingers, rhythmically masturbated him, fording George's eyes. Then she raised his body and put her on the penis. She put his penis in her sweet labia, so wet for the surprise and for. One that came deep from her toes, rumbling upward and parting her throat with wanton robustness. ‘Really, Jake. You must give Anne Rice a rest.’ ‘I’m not joking, Samantha!’ Jacob Whiting hissed, showing an emotional side that Sammi had never seen. ‘Surely you’ve heard of the legend. The Crimson King’s been around long before I got here and he’ll be here long after we’ve left.’ ‘Jake,’ Sammi leaned back into her chair, sipping her latte. ‘Vampires are creatures of fantasy. They don’t really.