He didn't need telling what he was doing was risky but he also knew that Cathy was pretty open minded about such things. "What is it?" Cathy enquired ...efore the film had started to roll."I've no idea," he answered with some truth. "I expect it's one of the more recently televised films."He watched Cathy take a sip of her wine. The film opened onto its first scene and he recognised it immediately. He knew, while there would be a few minutes before any action started, the film was of German. I feel her teeth sink into my left. I feel her jerk her head side to side. Her hand digging into my right even more, I feel her claws touching my ribs. Then with a hard wrench she pulls her head back with half of my breast in her mouth. My screams become hoarse as she spits it onto the ground licking the blood from her lips. "Oh baby, you've always tasted good, but damn, now you taste fucking fantastic. I think I'm getting addicted. " I groan as she pulls my pants off me. "No panties like. I arranged a “picnic” in my living room. I set up the fireplace and spread a large quilt and some pillows on the floor in front of it. I set out wine and glasses and plates and napkins and silverware and put on some soft jazz music. I lit two candles and made sure the oil was handy.I showered and cleaned myself inside and out and when I dried off I lubed myself and re-inserted my carrot. I only put on two pieces of clothing: short blue jean cut-offs that showed off my legs, and a cream-colored. Still Mukundan cheated me for her. Love was blind and she was his old sweet heart.I came back to my home but the fact remained the same. Mukundan loved me but he was not able to leave his college sweet heart who was his first love and she, who did not marry any other man even after Mukundan’s marriage with me. Mukundan pleaded very much to come back but I was not in a mental state at that time to forgive him but in my deep mind I knew that eventually I will forgive him as I was in love with.