Magar unme bhi vo kyamat dha rhi thi. Aur aub vo mere pass akar mere gley se lag gyi. aur sath me neck, aur chest par kiss karney lag pdi. Uskey hathl...atey hi mera lund bilkul 90 degree pe tann gya aur uski fuddi ko takkrein marney lga. Usne jub neechey dekha toh hussney lag pdi aur khney kgi ki mujhse bhi utavla toh tumhara hatiyaar hai. Maine kha haan tum jo itni mast ho. Vo sharma gyi aur mere lund par hath rkhkar agey peechey karke muth marne lgi.Dostoan mera itna bura haal tha ki mai zyada. !" His voice stopped as he stared at her neck. Self-consciously, she put her hand to her long elegant neck, trying to hide the angry bruise.Hank's face clouded over and he put the cup down. "Now I remember. It's coming back now." He looked at his wife, at her clean patrician good looks and her wild gypsy hair that crowned her face, trying to read what she felt there.It was never discussed. Neither had the nerve to bring it up; not now, not when they were parting for six months. Time took care. Still, she thought, the Incubi sometimes sought genetic traits she cared nothing for. Her long dark hair, which flowed to her waist, swirled as she turned to survey her wardrobe of “hunting” clothes for this night’s work. She needed only to attract her prey like a moth to a candle flame. Inwardly she laughed, for who of them would seek to share the stories of her conquests? Who would believe them? She had no need of polished, experienced lovers, she needed youth and vigor and freshness. Her. ’ That fits, don’t you think? Same with you getting your own tattoo that inspired us! I love yours very much! Now, to get Ike inked with something like, say, ‘Jewish Stud Husband.’ Doesn’t that sound hot? I like our tattoos to indicate exactly who and what we are, right?” Shiraz spoke before biting her bottom lip in reaction to the pain as well.“Right on my tush, too?” I chuckled.“Why not, babe? Trust me, you won’t have to sit down on a normal chair until you’ve recovered, and by then, you’ll.