I ran my thumb over the end of his seven and a half inch cock's head and felt the drop of lubricant that said he was quite ready. With my other hand I... reached into my nightstand drawer and pulled out a tube of lube. I handed it to him, regretting briefly that it made him let go of my cock. "I'm a virgin, so be gentle, please." "I'll love your ass properly, Jimmy." He pulled one of my hand toward him and squirted some lube into my palm. "Grease me up and we'll get to fucking." I ran my fist up. After all, sex is intended to be pleasurable is it not? Perhaps you view vampirism as a bad thing but are we any worse than humans when they slaughter, process and tenderize their meat before consuming it, selfishly taking its life? We are parasites but we respect life for the most part. Without hosts we couldn’t exist. Contrary to popular belief, we don’t exist solely on the blood of humans as you might think. We have upper and lower fangs. The bottom ones allow us to lock onto the necks of. I walked in, sat down a table and pulled out my phone to check my email. The waitress had not even gotten to the table when this young thing, probably barely old enough to even be in the bar, sat down across from me and said, “My friends bet me $20 a piece that I would not blow you in the ladies room. It has to be you and it has to be tonight in order for me to collect.” I looked at the girl. She was my daughter’s age. The one that had lied on the stand over and over again about what a shit I. Her mind drifted to what she had privy to. His organ was so fantastic. Her mind allowed her to almost feel the strength of his beautiful noble cock. ‘Rachelle, Rachelle you are a million miles away. Care to share?’ Robert asked interested. Rachelle got caught again. She covered well, pointing out a couple dressed alike must have been in their seventies. Robert put his left hand on the table as he looked into her face. He sure couldn’t find anything wrong with her. She was so kind, so beautiful,.