.. oh god, you do! But, I mean, even if you didn’t ... I wouldn’t do something like that. Never without you.”“You would not, I know.” And it... was true. He would not, her little Ventrue, honest to a fault. She loved him for it. “Now, fix your jeans, and let us be off.”Alas, she had trouble to squelch. So, she leaned in, kissed the boy’s lips, and motioned them toward the exist. A smile and a nod later, the two stood up, and began to walk out of Bloodlust.“She going to be ok?” he said while. He grabbed me by the back of my head and forced me down to give him head, which I did. I wasn't sure if what I was doing was good but he seemed to enjoy it. He then pulled me down to my knees in front of him and covered my head so know one would see this young girl giving this old guy a blowjob. My mouth couldn't move fast enough for him. While I was doing this he was busy groping my boobs underneath his coat. All of a sudden the hot steamy air got cooler and I realized that the jacket fell off. Both her wrists in one hand now, I kiss her again as I slide my other hand down her raised leg, along the inside of her upper thigh, and then against her hot pussy through the silk. She moans into my mouth as I cup her, and then softly, slowly, grind that sexy lump of a pussy with my whole hand. I can feel my movements shoot through her, the pleasure competing with the anger, I can already feel the wet, but she isn't done just yet; still moaning, she bites my bottom lip hard. Hard enough so I. "No, we must be getting back, try and get some sleep!" said the young boy, making a move towards the door."Hey, look, we've got a spare room, use that." We couldn't. But I wonder, could I use your bathroom, just to get clean?" asked the girl, a plea in her eyes as she looked up at Lauren."Of course, come on. Or do you want to buy something?"Nope, we don't really have the money, we were just looking." The girl slipped her hand in her boyfriend's. "I'm Amelia, and this is Ben. Most people call me.