But it was one off, 4 weeks ago, at the full moon as she had joked to herself. It wouldn't happen again.Now that feeling was back with the pain. Lust....Predatory. She needed somebody and she was going to use him for her own satisfaction. She shuddered, had her mother been trying to say she was a werewolf? That the moon would bring on this lust for raw meat, for human flesh, for blood, to devour the sex of another?Of course it was just a morbid fantasy brought on by a change of medication. She. His English accent had been dulled by years of American television and the awfully entangled Web, but it could still be detected by an attentive ear. They had a quiet dinner. Julia was decked out. Her hair was loose, her face subtly made up: just a touch of mascarra, eye-liner, a bit of redberry lipgloss, Piloma Picasso Modern Heartdiamond earrings from Tiffany & co, silver cross necklace, gold bracelet. She wore a burgundy peplum cap sleeve dress from Ann Taylor with black stockings and high. I then asked him to promise me that whatever happens between us remains between the both of us, he immediately agreed. So I asked him what his wife had to say about the morning tea till evening tea and all the meetings we had everyday except Sundays of course. He answered that she did not have a clue. I told him that this was going to land both of us in trouble if she found out. So he asked me to behave normally like I hardly know him when she is around. I agreed and since I had all the. Then we thrust our tongues into each other as we gently massaged our clits. Our orgasms were building and our tongues were moving faster and deeper into each other as we closed in on a grand climax. Kara suddenly pushed three fingers deep inside me and curled them, pushing against me. I felt the convolutions of my pussy as I screamed out in pleasure. Then I felt it. I felt contractions and warm wetness as a small amount of cum, my cum, was released. Kara looked up at me smiling, her face.