"Fuck your wife now. Fuck me. Fuck me hard," she demanded. But Narendra was in no hurry to take the game to the next level. He was applying all the le...sons he learnt from Bangkok and in the soft arms of her mother to his wife who always complained that he never satisfies her."This is the day to put all her complaints to an end," Narendra said to himself as he licked, kissed her even harder. He was now biting and nibbling her soft boobs – pressing them together to take both her nipples in his. It was in the pub on Friday night that Ken broached the subject of finances again, as they sat in their usual nook. Things he was informed were no better, leather work and cobbling were not doing more than maintaining the situation, but they were just coping, they lived on his mothers pension, Celia`s money going on the shop, and the shops profit such as it was, going on repaying the creditors. Ken in passing said, “It was a shame Celia wasn’t game for a bit of porn, she would pay off the debts. She had small, but nicely shaped tits, and her hips didn’t seem too narrow in spite of Asian stereotypes. Her bottom looked especially beautiful, a bit on the firm side, but in a good way. Cautiously, she followed her brother to the shower and I heard the water go on as they began to bathe.While the brother and sister showered, I kissed Melissa, Farah, and Henry each on the mouth, encouraging them to do the same to each other, which they gladly did. If we were all going to be lovers, I figured,. ... nothing.In the modern era camera's are everywhere. All I had to do to learn what happened the night before was turn on the TV. The images were grainy but they played them so many times they are burned into my brain. A huge wolf. A man. Death.Me. I knew. Impossible as it was I knew. Werewolf.Took me a long time to come to grips with the idea. I did not really believe it until the next full moon. At least I believed enough to get far away from any people. A few cattle died that first night.