Vietnamese Seduction

The vampire hunter descended down the stairs. Xhamster “Have they let her out of Perdition again?”
“Looks like it,” Gideon answered. She probably had been sired by the vampire Damien hunted, under her sire’s control. Damien’s dick throbbed in the wet embrace of her pussy. “Communications might get spotty.”
“Because of being underground,” Father Augustine asked, his voice crystal clear. She bobbed her head faster. I wish you had come to Albuquerque with me.”
“So do I!” she moaned. “You’re starting to get it.”
“Someone’s going to see,” Damien gasped. A vampiress lounged on a bean bag, her thighs spread open and her fingers playing with her pink pussy. He had forty minutes before his flight. He was so close. Damien sat up in his seat and blushed—his jeans were sticky. “So good,” she purred. Her hand felt warm through his underwear. We did pretty good for a bunch of dumb kids.”
“Sir, put all your metal objects and your phone in the tray,” a white-shirted TSA officer said as he stood by the metal detector. Her head twisted, twerking her mouth around his shaft. “You’re starting to get it.”
“Someone’s going to see,” Damien gasped. Damien ran his hands down her thighs as he leaned in. Looking forward to seeing you. “No one gives me foot massages back in our hometown.”
“Good to hear,” Damien smiled as he let go of her foot and searched her other one. He didn’t want to.