Mom’s doing better. His wife loved R&B. Blowjob sex He fought his groan as she squeezed. “At least you won’t chat me to death on the plane ride.”
“Nope.”
“Pity,” she purred. Her hips squirmed. Abigail believed it was a newly changed undead that had slipped off the leash of its dam or sire. “Hey, Abby,” he called out as he stepped into the bedroom. Sound rustled behind her. Most vampires could spend days drinking from a victim before they died, keeping them in a state of euphoria. The drinking fountains were different, made of white porcelain instead of stainless steel. Once, they had used radios, but cell phone technology was far more practical. If this woman is such a whore that she sucks a stranger on a crowded plane, she won’t mind, the primal part of his mind growled.
