(I want to change the narration style here and would include Sumit’s thoughts in the first person).The first week after Sumit left, everything went ...about as normal. Sumit and Neha talked over the phone a lot. Their talks gradually got dirtier and would often tell each other dirty things that they would do once he came back home.Sumit: I was amazed by how dirty Neha was when she became horny. I was deeply affected by how I had not fucked her yet. She was horny as hell and I had left her like. Mi ha offerto il culo, proteso all'indietro, pulsante.Ad ogni fiotto di saliva che ho lasciato colare tra le sue natiche, un sussulto di piacere. Un brivido nel suo corpo. La mia mano sinistra che ne afferra con decisione un fianco, la destra che massaggiandole l'ano spalma la saliva per bene: tutto intorno al buco e poi... si... dentro, prima uno, poi due dita, ancora saliva e ancora dita che esplorano, che girano, che aprono, delicatamente ma senza esitazioni, per prepararlo con cura al nuovo. Her tits were so big, I know she had told me some time ago they were 36c’s they looked every bit of D’s to me. Her areoles were huge and brown, they looked as big around as the bottom of a drinking glass, and the tit buds were sticking through the fabric at least a quarter of an inch. I looked down at her smooth stomach and her mound. I could see a closely trimmed thin strip of hair through the teddy and there was a bit of a camel toe as the teddy was up in her slit. Then, before I could. Plexi-glass. Looked too thick for me to break through. I slammed the base of my fist against it anyway. The short man jumped. The other one didn't."I'm sorry," said the tall man, sounding anything but sorry. "I had this window specially constructed for you. Its not glass, obviously, but plexi-glass, thick enough to withstand your strength, or the strength of any vampire for that matter."I settled down. No point in acting until an opportunity presented itself. He knew I was a vampire. I didn't.