She is around 5’9”, long ass length black hair, whisky colored eyes and a demeanor that puts everyone at ease. Those of us that know her don’t r...isk her temper. With her came Jarvis, her ghoul. He has been with her since shortly after her turning acting as servant during the night and protector during the day. He looks the same 35 he did when she made him a ghoul all that time ago. He was a gentleman and respected everyone unless they tried something stupid. He had broken the arm and escorted. "My God!" one of them was saying. "Every time I look at Charlene's tits I get a hard. Damn, I'd like to get my face into them! Ohhhh, baby! What a pair of knockers.He saw her then, and turned back to the magazines.Charley felt proud of her tits as she walked back to make her delayed purchase. All the way home she kept remembering the tone of desire in his voice as he talked about her tits.She ran upstairs and quickly took off her blouse and bra. As she stood before the mirror, she cupped her. I did the same to him but his bulge was bigger than mine and it started to turn me on so much. I felt John trying to undo my belt, buttons and zip and the next thing I know my pants are falling to my ankles. He quickly reached inside my boxers and grabbed my hard cock. He started to stroke it nice and softly at first but he began to get faster and grip it harder as he went. As he did this I started to fumble for his pants. I struggled a little getting his belt undone but once that was done. Laurie gave me a devilish smile and sat back at my feet, spreading her legs wide, her pussy dripping wet, pink and very inviting. “Sorry sweetie,” she chuckled, not sounding sorry at all, “But those are the real deal. Got them from a friend who married a cop.” She winked at me as she reached under the folded blanket at the foot of the bed, holding up a shiny metal key. I stared at her in shocked silence, then struggled again to get free, straining uselessly against the cuffs. She giggled.