She got up and straddled my still-hard dick. Slowly, she eased down onto my cock and started riding me. I massaged and licked her tits making her moan... in pleasure. She slowly got faster and faster. Her breath quickened and she started moaning loudly. She let out a high pitched gasp and went silent. Her pussy tightened around my dick making me explode in her pussy. She collapsed on me and we both fell into a deep sleep in each others arms. I began to stir and she woke as well from my still-hard. “You’re better off asking Clara.”“Ha, the fuck do I know about ghosts? Werewolves deal with spirits.”“Ghosts are—”“Not spirits. Made of the same stuff, but very different. If anyone knows how to deal with ghosts, it’s hunters.”Oh, that was not a bad idea actually. He nodded as he put his fingers on his chin, and started pacing again.“I’ll talk to Harcourt when we get back.”“If he’s still got a brain left. Isabella looked like she wanted to do some serious shit to him.”He shook his head. “She. "No, Francis. Be careful of your teeth. The cock is very sensitive and you should be careful to use your lips and tongue only. As you pull back from your first swallow, look up at him and smile again, just like you did before.Frankie did as she was told, then sucked her banana in deeper and bobbed her head several times."That's right! You go, girl! I think you're a natural!" Charlotte was impressed. Frankie might be a little over weight, but she looked like she might just be able to make up for. I grunt in feral bliss, rolling my ass into every thrust as my pussy swallows his penis with obscene fluidity. Byron ravishes me with barbarian fervor, beneath his hot breath calling me filthy names that would make by mother weep. The wet smack-smack-smack of our colliding bodies fills the space around us. Somewhere in my head, pernicious flames consume every respectable and reputable fiber of my existence, but I don’t care. In this moment, pinioned by Byron’s merciless cock, I am every vulgar,.