“Wow, I love that neckline” Hubby said when I walked into the front room. I could feel my nipples sliding across the silk and knew they would be s...tanding out against the fabric, without having to look down. “And no knickers either” Hubby exclaimed as he ran his hands down over my bottom as we embraced.“God, I’m horny” I told him as I returned his kisses. He laughed and replied “Well hopefully you won’t have too long to have your horniess satisfied”.It was two glasses of wine later though before. There was no pain, only pure lust and a wish for him not to ever stop.Feeling he could satisfy Liz more, Eris added a part of Liz’s body not yet in play: her gracious neck and back. While still pushing his cock into her, he also started to caress her back with his lips. Despite having such intense feelings deep in her pussy, this sensation in this tender part of her body did add to her bliss.By this moment, his moves were so strong the sound of his thigh hitting hers was loud and clear. It gave. The traffic was very light and the street seemed pretty empty once the sound of their car’s engines faded into the distance.I started to walk. The air was damp and cold. The street lamps overhead gave a soft, diffused light over the sidewalk and street, throwing doorways and empty store windows into various shades of black and grey murkiness.I dug my hands deeper into my jacket and felt sorry that I had decided to wear my thinnest silk dress for that night out. The evening cold began to nip at. He had obviously sensed the tension in Peter's voice."Raffi, come here, boy!"Raffi didn't budge, but the hand was swaying slowly between his yellowed teeth. Peter crouched and fixed his eyes on it. The fingers were pale, with purplish tinge, thin, slightly bent except for the thumb that jutted out as if trying to hitch a ride. The nails were manicured; shining colorless polish could be seen. A few inches above the delicate wrist the skin was frayed, covered with congealed blood, and from under.