I surveyed the back garden, laying my wicked blade down on the floor.What I saw made me gasp in disbelief. There was, in the middle of the small back...yard, a pale female figure lying naked in the moonlight. Her back was arched up, and her shoulders were back ? her hands grasping herself in the region of her pre-pubescent nipples. Her chin was high and I could see her dark hair spread out on the grass around her. She was writhing and bucking her hips, legs wide, as a small hound repeatedly. I mean, it wasn’t easy for you before, but NOW?! Oof. Forget about it. Bad enough when you were whiling away the days with no human contact, fading into the dark, becoming a whisper of a person. You idly observe your claws, drenched in the blood of the man you’ve killed only a few minutes ago.Hobbies aside, the claws were a good place to start with the other issues. You were always a bit lanky, bony, not precisely masculine in the traditional sense, but you were rail-thin now (though,. I took courage and whispered in her ear you are too beautiful and sexy.I was slowly chatting with her and my hand slowly slid in her thighs. She smiled and asked I know what you are looking at since morning and following me. I smiled and said, “Yes I have never seen such a sexy woman than you,” and pressed her pussy area.She looked at her hubby’s room and at the same time I licked her earlobe and whispered, “He is too drunk and sleeping. He won’t get before tomorrow at 10 am.”She smiled and put. I was pressing his face tightly towards my breast while he was sucking, I was pulling him by catching his hair with my fingers, while sucking my boobs he was telling latha your boobs are very tasty, lanja(slut)! How did you grow these boobs I was shocked hearing that, he would call me lathagaru respectfully and now he started calling me lanja! I got amazed with that kind of language used and it took my feelings even higher and I told him that I had grown and maintained my body for you and asked.