Just before I took his cock into my mouth I raised my head and howled. Not to the moon but to the pleasure it would be to once again taste the seed of... a human.His cock was thick and quite long and as I began to move my head up and down, Father George finally came to and began to moan and gasp.“Oh, Luna, Luna, what are you doing to this old man?”I didn’t answer, instead, I let my fangs slide along the shaft without nicking the skin, a skill I had learned many moons ago.His gasps became louder. Then she lay back down with her head on my chest and we both enjoyed the warm water coming back into the tub. After a few minutes Annie sat back up turning off the warm water and closing the drain again. She pushed her body up farther against mine still facing away then quickly twisted around and kissed me on the lips. Her kiss was hard and forceful but filled with real passion. She pulled away and twisted back around facing away from me. Her head faced towards the bottom of the tub and she. Me and my little stiffy. I loved shoe shopping, I loved the variety. The pure sex of the stiletto heels, the knee-high shiny black leather boots, the party sandals. Please don’t misunderstand I wasn’t gay I just wished I could have breasts and wear make-up and I wanted some sex other than by masturbation. I was in heaven, I’d grown my hair long, dark brown chestnut hair to my shoulders, clean & shiny, centre parted. I depilated all my body hair, applied a fake tan and had painted my toe. There wasn't much, but it was elegant non the less. He went over to the dresser as I sat on the end of the bed pouring the two glasses of wine. When he came over to the bed he sat next to me, handing a glass to me. "To our night together," he toasted. Taking a sip, the wine tasted of roses, honey, and caramel and was just as divine. I put my glass down; after a couple more sips we were silent. Looking around the room more, I noticed the curtains on the huge window were probably from Europe..