I hold her gaze and slide my fingers further down and into the warm silky folds of her sex. Her eyes roll back and she growls deeply, as her lips pull...back over her teeth, exposing those killer glistening fangs.I shift my position, placing myself between her legs, continuing to gently stroke her wetness. Her face is a vision of ecstasy, eyes closed and mouth gently parted with the tips of her killer teeth still visible. I lower my head slowly, breathing in her scent as I get closer to her.. .Abhilesha: Fingers crossedMe: Bitch.We went inside after some time and fucked like dogs and slept.This routine went on for almost every day and we loved it.I still remember that day, when we were at Goregaon Social on Friday evening and while having our drinks, my wife received a notification on Facebook.It was a friend request by Snail.I looked at my wife and we both went inside the smoking zone. I asked her, “What’s the plan. Are you accepting it?”Abhilesha opened her Facebook and accepted. I tease a hard cock with my tongue…licking and lapping, kissing and sucking…stroking yet another with my free hand… Someone suggests that I get on all fours…. I lay you down, and take my position above you….someone else enters me from behind and again I find a cock to pleasure with my mouth. I stroke your cock while the others have their way with me…. There’s moans and groans and growls all around me, and I respond in kind…sometimes a throaty moan, sometimes a wimper, sometimes begging to be. I never said otherwise. Sad that she had to die. It looks like she was very happy here and loved by her husband very much.” I poked through the make-up chest and found two bottles of the scent I remembered her wearing. One was nearly depleted while the other was full. I handed them to Linda who took the cap off and waved it under my nose.“That’s it.” There was a dress of Bonny’s draped over a hamper. I picked it up and held it to my face. “She still uses the same after all these years. She.