I dragged Brandon with me through the threshold, and the door promptly slammed behind us, the clang of the metal latch punctuating the sudden sound. Gloria was as stunning as she’d always been. She had the most pronounced cheekbones I’d ever seen, and they structured a face of exotic, gothic beauty. Full, blood-red lips matched the hue of her almond-shaped eyes, and contrasted the unnatural paleness of her youthful complexion. Her dark eyebrows seemed to constantly bow inwardly, giving her portrait a slightly-menacing expression. Jet-black hair tumbled from her crown in luxuriant curls, and rested upon her narrow shoulders, framing a pale bosom that was barely contained in her corset. The rest of her body bowed in equal gracefulness beneath a tight-fitting skirt, her voluptuous outline matching my own curve-for-curve, with her breasts gaining a slight edge. You would never know that the vampire was three-thousand years old by the youth of her body, but by the aged wisdom in her perpetually-hungry eyes. Her choice in home décor was as interesting as it had always been. A mural was painted on the domed ceiling, depicting a blood-orgy of debauchery and violence, interrupted only by the extravagant chandelier that hung from its apex. The walls were lined with red columns, the floor was covered with plush, red carpeting, and the room was decorated with red, silk drapes, red curtains and red upholstery bound to extravagant chairs. In one of those chairs, sat a japanese very frightened-looking human girl, shakenly drinking wine and staring at the floor. “If I had known you were eating,” I frowned at Gloria, “I would have waited outside.” “Oh, she’s not my meal,” Gloria replied with a wave of her hand, “she’s an honored guest, like yourself.” “I’m sure,” I replied dryly to Gloria, “the line between guest and prisoner was always a thin one with you.” “Don’t be ridiculous!” Gloria laughed, pouring three glasses of wine, “Alexa is here by her own volition. Her husband and I are business partners, of sorts.” “We haven’t heard anything,” the woman mature named Alexa said fearfully, “Gloria, shouldn’t we have heard something by now?” “Hush,” Gloria said softly, placing a calming hand on the woman’s shoulder, “Terry’s just being careful. Your husband is a cautious man, and if things are Hardcore taking longer than we thought, it is only because he is waiting for the perfect opportunity. He’ll be walking through that door in due time, trust me.” Alexa watched me with panic and contempt, her fingers twisting about the stem of her wine glass, her eyes narrowing at me as though my presence was an insult to her. “When the door opened, I thought it would be him,” Alexa muttered to me, barely managing to bring the wine to her lips, “but it was you. I let my hope rise, and now it’s dashed all over again. I can’t keep waiting like this!” “Drink,” Gloria said softly, pushing the bottom of Alexa’s glass so that it tilted back, “and calm your nerves, woman. Your husband is being brave for you, so you must be brave for him.” The woman downed the glass of wine in a single pull as Gloria soothingly caressed her hair. The combination of wine, and Gloria’s touch seemed to calm the woman, and she tentatively relaxed into her chair. “Normally, I would’ve given you my undivided attention,” Gloria said to me as she handed Brandon and I our wine, “but something has come up.” “Do I want to know what this something is?” I asked, studying the nervous woman. “It shouldn’t be a concern,” Gloria replied tersely, “the matter will be taken care of shortly.” blowjob Gloria glanced over her shoulder, and then leaned in so that Alexa couldn’t hear, “But, if Gods forbid, the matter isn’t resolved, I sure asian could use a woman of your unique skill set.” “Those days are behind me,” I said between a sip of wine, “I’m a mother now.” I wasn’t going to disturb the situation and just watched her watching him. She asian didn't blowjob start fast Hardcore or hard, she was slow, feeling both of them follow her rhythm. I do love my Mother very much. Make him cum.” Feeling the fabric sliding off of his young fucktoy's body, Mr. Brennan lifts Joey japanese up with one hand, causing Joey to squeal in surprise and admiration, and positions his cock head directly at the entrance to the well-used fuckhole so very recently exposed to the free air. I told him to wet his finger and then insert it slowly in my ass. No one used it now except Jacob. This girl, this gorgeous girl wanted to run around naked in public. She "How did I mature do?"