“God, what the hell was that all about?” You would like to think of yourself as straight, not a lesbian, or even curious until that point, but lac... of sexual contact, long hours and just being in close proximity to the petite, beautiful brunette set your pulse racing. Even now, the memory of that incident starts to get you aroused again. “Stop it!” you command yourself. Dumping your and keys on the kitchen counter and head off for a shower before going to bed, stripping out of your clothes as. She raised her one eyebrow as I asked her to wear it. She said, “Kya usme kuch zyaada nahi dikhta?” I said, “Mast lagta hai woh tum pe!”Manoj was a bit taken aback as this dress of Sunita was a bit too modern and revealing. Her boobs were more exposed and jiggling. Obviously, she didn’t wear anything within both on top and bottom. We sat in the hall and made small talk. She sat opposite to Manoj and was flashing her thighs, flirting with him.She smiled or laughed whenever he checked out her. The moment the secret lovers kissed, Livia knew she would get revenge against them both.-------------------------------- Livia Olivier stumbled through the garage door of her house in a blind rage and yelled at the top of her lungs, "How dare he cheat on me? How dare he!?, her voice full of unbridled rage. The thought of Robert cheating on her after dating for three years was incomprehensible, at least until his attitude towards her changed suddenly two weeks ago. Her deepest fears. Her teeth nipped his cock, bringing more moans from his lip and more blood pumping into her hungry mouth.How can he stay hard with his cock bleeding? Like air leaking from a punctured tire, his dick should have lost pressure and went limp.But it didn't. He stared hard and throbbing in her mouth.Abigail really didn't care why. She was drunk on blood. It was salty and delicious, feeding her hunger. Her fingernails clawed at the black man, bringing more blood welling. It dripped down his thighs.