Although not in the mood for heels she sub consciously walked gracefullyon the balls of her feet keeping up her practiced feminine posture andmovement... as she descended the wooden staircase and reached the kitchen.Sitting at her breakfast bar she absent mindedly watched a shoppingchannel selling the latest mineral make-up as she ate and considered heroptions.Her first idea of the stroll through town at office closing time wasdefinitely appealing!Michelle knew that this would be a huge turn on. Rachel realised if he was going to hurt her he would've already. "Sit down, we have much to discuss" said Vlad. He sat in a chair near the fire place and motioned Rachel to sit in the chair opposite him which she did never breaking eye contact. "I imagine you have many questions! Where do you want to start?" said Vlad. Rachel thought to herself for a moment. She had a hundred questions but no idea where to begin. "Are you really a Vampire?" she said in a mumble. "Yes!" Vlad replied with a stern. In winter, when Adri was wearing tight yoga pants and some sexy underwear I also encouraged her to bring over some food to the priest. This lasted for more than a year, it was a fun game for my. My wife enjoyed chatting with Petras, but it never crossed line between neighbourly friendship. At the beginning of December, I decided to push tings further. Since it was difficult to know what Adri was talking with Petras at his house, I decided to bought a spy microphone. I carefully planed, how to. I decided that I had to taste her so I kissed my way down her body following the path my hands had taken. I kissed, sucked and bit on her nipples enough to drive her crazy. Then I continued to work my way down stopping to tease her navel. But then I reached her pussy and I began to drink the nectar of the gods. I ran my tongue up and down from her ass hole to her clit and back again. She was moaning and saying yes,yes that's it, don't stop. But I wanted to make her cum again like before or even.