Assholes don’t think. I don’t get angry with non-thinkers. However, you’re in the United States. We don’t have royalty. I now have personal ex...erience in understanding why. Anyone who’s too good to shake someone’s hand is an asshole. That’s you.”Mason was coughing again. Anna was now laughing at her brother. I looked over at Mason and said, “Either laugh or I will kick your butt so hard that the cough will leave you along with your rectum.” He gave up and laughed.Prince Asshole was now. "That gives me an idea. But later, now I want you to get used to this." She lightly tapped my cockhead from side to side as she said this, watching as my member came to a semi-erection. I took a moment to glance in the wall mirror and noticed the bodysuit had nipped an inch or so from my waist and stomach. That, along with the padded bra, gave the illusion of at least B or C breasts. Sharon noticed me looking and answered my unasked question. "It's a body briefer with a padded bra, dear," she. ''Never mind that, ' he said, sitting up. 'Let me get dressed.'Della's gaze landed on his messy and half-hard prick.'Let me just clean that off you, ' she said, leaning forward and engulfing his shaft in her mouth.'Go steady, ' he admonished, 'it's a bit sensitive just now.'She cleaned his cock quickly and efficiently, while behind him, Celia was stirring from her post-coital daze.'Where are my knickers?' she muttered.Don turned to her and shook his head. 'You stay here, Celia. If I turn up at. .”“Ooops” I changed back and smiled at him.“I need… B-blood...”Is all he said before closing his eyes half way.“Gotcha”I ran back to the deer I just got through hunting and dragged it back over to him, and held it over his head. He opened his mouth and I squeezed the left over blood from the deer’s neck.“Sooooo… whhats your name?”“Kalona”“Im Jordan…But you can call me Jo”“Such Beautiful name for a goddess like you” I blushed. I had to ask him, “what are you?”“A Fallen Angel”“I suppose you’re a.