I cupped her bare breasts and shaped them for the camera. Peter shot away as I tweaked the nipples into hardness. Then I undid the thong holding her p...nties together and it slipped down her legs, exposing her pussy to his eager gaze. Again, she didn’t stop me, not even when I peeled her pussy lips back to expose the inner folds to the camera.Peter knelt in front of her and took close-ups of my fingers pinching her clit. She was moaning and gasping and her bottom was squirming constantly. Now, her hands reached down and undid her kurta. I turned her around and pressed her frame against the table. Then, I licked her neck, her back, down to the elastic of her panties. I pulled down her panties to her ankles, and gasped when I saw her fleshy, milky white buttocks. I put my face against them and licked the beautiful flesh, and I could see the goose pimples on the fleshy mounds. She was moaning loudly now. I licked all the way down to the back of her thighs, her shapely calves. By. I was dumbfounded, how does she knew! The same shit happened. Arman told Sameer and Sameer told Neha! Again my trust was shattered. I felt so low and so shallow! Neha was openly accepting to be cheap; she was cheating on her fiancée and was being with Sameer just for money. But what did I want?? I had everything, enough money, enough personality, enough friends and enough family. Why was I falling in the silt of this Arman who can’t keep my trust?? What could I do, he’s such a cry baby and he. He would be fearless and clumsy, and a careless kill so near my den would put my presence at risk. Most mortals regard my kind as a myth, but there are those within their rulers who are all too aware of our reality. We exist in an uneasy truce with them — a truce that rests on the world's mistaken belief that Vampires are nothing but myth or legend. It’s a truce I would not lightly see broken.Rising from dormancy, my flesh became a cold semblance of life. My skin softened, turning from.