The last thing I wanted was to have my new neighbor Scott pissed off because some guy was fucking his son. Scott seemed like a real good guy too, so I... especially didn’t want to cause any affront. I only saw him once during the next couple days after. I was leaving for the gym and I saw Scott and Jesse, along with the mother and daughter who I had yet to meet, getting into their Subaru Forester. Faye and Tanya as I recalled. I wasn’t able to get a good look at them but their being there gave me. One bite, and he would deliver her oblivion. He forced himself to kiss higher, fighting against the itch to plunge his fangs into her flesh and feast on her life. His hands hiked up her skirt, rubbing at her naked ass and dipping beneath her skimpy thong. “You crave the power of wealth. But there is a greater power than that.”“What?” she shuddered as his fingers teased her sphincter. She clenched and relaxed as she squirmed in his arms.“Death.” Damien ripped her thong from her body. He held it. From what he could see and what he could tell, he could see that he must be somewhere in a swamp. He was quite close to the bank of a swamp. He saw trees all around him and he could hear birds making noises. Up on the sky, it looked like it was dusk. The moon was also shining through.Then to his horror, he saw a band of hooded figures approaching him. They were chanting in some strange language. At first he thought they must be monks. They must be monks and that they somehow drugged him and. Then she got conservative and boring and now she doesn’t allow me to even wearing panties, and the days she would talk about taking a trip to Vegas so I could service cocks are only a remote possibility. I had some fun before we married, but I hadn’t gone fully slutty and was never fucked. After we married I was always afraid to find men either with or without her permission because I didn’t want to risk giving her a disease if the condom broke or was not used. So it has been ten years of no.