Raven didn't waste time; he was waiting for Sasha to recover before she somehow changed her attitude completely.
She was now kneeling between his legs, tending affectionately to his member, her lips and tongue extremely warm, like small ovens with a sticky texture.
"My Lord, will you move back into this mansion? Our clan only uses the second underground floor normally, if mph... I may ask to keep this place. Nnnph...."
"Did you not want me to marry your daughter? Little Vampire." Raven's voice was deep.
He felt a strange pleasure from treating this old vampire like a young woman and pushing her head against his pelvis.
Her throat tightening around him while gagging, and her nose blowing bubbles while squishing against his pubis felt amazing.
"Gubuh... I do.... but... Mmmph... maybe I could?"
"Oh... this old woman wants to take her place? Haa... so tight and slimy, what a good hole."
