You will spend your time here on earth seeking out partners who can sustain you.”“Will I be immortal?”“Nearly so. We have few enemies. You w...ll hunt for your food, as I do.”“Will I stay young?”“If I take you as a life-mate, your days may never end. You will hunt and feed from whomever you choose, but feeding from me, and allowing me to feed from you, will preserve our youth and make us immune to all disease. You will never be ill. You will remain as beautiful as you are at this. "You haven't been with a man since Rohit passed away, have you?" "O-of course not!" Mrs. Lall exclaimed with indignation. Mr. Dutt's hand moved to his sister-in-law's thighs and began rubbing the brown flesh just above the knees. Mira's eyes dropped to where his hand was caressing her and then back up to his face. She swallowed. "Mala is worried that you're not being satisfied...sexually...." Rishik slid his large hand over Mira's rich brown skin, intentionally rolling the tan shorts higher. She quickly turned around. The warm shower now cascading down her back and still in the throes of passion, she grabbed Charlie’s cock with her soapy hand and masturbated him to a quick climax spewing thick cum to mix with the soap bubbles sliding down her smooth flesh. They embraced each other and while under the torrent of the shower, passionately kissed. As they climbed from the shower and started to towel one another dry Margaret felt a terrible headache coming on. She tried to ignore it. They all seemed to be on deliberate, delectable display.Not even regularly shaking hands with the bishop in the privacy of his cottage on a nightly and morning basis seemed to help with his glazed response to the charms of the ladies and their bouncing, trussed up, overflowing bodices.His eyes were transfixed and he couldn’t stop looking, which only encouraged them. He felt like a helpless mouse being teased by a bevy of naughty, merciless kittens. Even in his perplexed state, he could sense.