
Comment no.112 posted by Savannah: Every time Adrian's lean hips ground against Ivan's, the younger vampire groaned with rapture and agony, and he bucked against him. Still using the walking stick he led us into the lounge and offered coffee, but the social worker tactfully disappeared to the kitchen to make it, leaving the two of us alone.
Comment no.113 posted by Rebecca: I wanted to drink his essence. Come, let us have that drink now.
Comment no.114 posted by Morgan: I was in heaven, me in Neil's ass, Mr Jones in mine. I knew exactly what he was feeling and started to relive my most recent experience.