”I take my cock out of my pants and rub it against her ass cheeks. She flinches at the touch but her hips move back, seeking my cock.“I’m going ...o do you the way a slut should be done.”“Oh god no!” she whimpers.I run my cock along the outside of her pussy lips, getting her juices on it… Then I grab her hips and push into her. She groans as I fill her. As I push deeper her moans turn to a scream. I’ve got enough sense to cover her mouth. I take her panties and muffle her with them. Then I start. "He said it would be all right as long as we brought some treats." Blood-red lips set off by powder-white skin framed vampire teeth with upper canines and matching lower fangs. She made a good imitation of the Bela Lugosi vampire accent. Wally still stared, trying to figure out where she got choppers that looked so good and so natural.He mentally shook himself back to awareness. Those brown eyes frightened him a little, and he chided himself for getting faked out by her excellent costume and. To conclude this piece, I considered reciting an erotic entry from one of our German sea traders journal. However, most Germans don't bother to learn English. They seem to come here just to fuck our mouths, dirty-talk in German, and care little about relationship. My mouth is here for them as it is for others, but with them, it is very impersonal. So, I feel that the final journal entry should not come from someone who comes here only to fuck me without caring to know me. (In defense of German. It took me ten years to work my way up and I learned every lesson that dad set out to teach me. What I learned was that the board-room was where the most important deals were done. The day to day operation was all handled by the worker-bees, those hard working individuals that worked their way through college and were now trying to work their way up the corporate ladder. It wasn't that I didn't appreciate them, because I did. They were the success of the company. Their hard work and loyalty.