I’d recommend reading my story – ““.One fine morning, I woke up to the tone of my mobile and it was a new message on hangouts from Shanaya. �...Hi Nikhil, read your story and it made me cum”.I thanked her and a general intro occurred. Shanaya was from Mumbai, 33 years old, divorced and was working in an IT firm. We started chatting frequently and she told me that her husband was abusive and was least interested in her. Decent texts changed to sexting and then one evening, she asked me for my pic.. It was always shouting, cursing, and those blood curdling screams that marked his coming. When it was over she was always on the run again with him right on her heels, barely escaping his grasp.How he had found her here as with all the other times she did not know. Niya had hoped this time this Vampire house could protect, but now she finally realized there was nowhere she could hide that he would not find her.No nook, cranny or fortress or deep hole that he would not dig her out. His pursuit. Still the same old Nestor; I can see. I am sure, she teased me, grinning a little.I did not feel the need to ask, what she meant. My erection was growing little too obvious and pushing out at the front of my jeans and I could only mutter, that is because, you are the same, Bea. No, she immediately countered. There is more of me now and I simply could not resist to say, yeah; and right where it should be. I was getting very horny now, even enjoying this a bit loose talk with Beatrice. She arched. This was sex at its most primitive and basic level, and she wanted to wallow in it. He was an animal on all fours, fucking her without tenderness or patience, but she didn't care. His lightning thrusts were so mind-bending it made her teeth chatter and her head spin. She squirmed and groaned salaciously around his thickly dominating animal-cock which was despoiling her sacred blondeed beauty, feeling the entire blood-swollen length of it as it sluiced wetly in and out of her flaming hot.