That smile, full of hope and happiness, on the face of the child at the inn in Cold Spring, as he anxiously waited for a father who would never return…
That damned smile…
It's a blessing that vampires don't sleep; otherwise, I'm sure that face would have tormented me in my nightmares until the day of my death.
The moon shines high beyond the window of what was once Veronica's bedroom — and is now ours.
Veronica is lying on top of me, chest against chest, as my semen continues to flow out of her ass, dripping between her cheeks.
Yeah, since that day at the spa when she asked me to fuck her from behind, it almost feels as if Veronica has forgotten that she even has a pussy.
Having sex with her is what gives me the greatest pleasure in the world — not only physical, but emotional. During the hours when I touch her, kiss her, fuck her, it's as if all the problems in the world vanish.
