I want practical, I prefer practical than virtual. I was little pissed of by these words but never shown to her. But I will be kept on asking when can... we meet. After two weeks of our conversation started, one day during afternoon she messaged in WhatsApp asking can we meet in the evening.My immediate reply was hell yes, even I was starving for two months without any sex. She replied saying that we will just meet, as its first time we are meeting and don’t expect anything else. If she feels okay. More spunk shot up her cunt till they had all fucked her again. Tony pulled the panties out of her mouth as she slid off the table and lay exhausted on the floor. “Did you like that bitch? Like what we had for you? You want more?” Karen looked a sight. Legs open with spunk down her legs, stockings ripped, makeup running with sweat and spunk in her hair she said “ I can fuck any of you all night long you dirty fuckers, this cunt can take anything you’ve got and more!” What a slut my wife had. He nodded at his wife. She dropped the palloo from her head exposing her lovely black hair that was open and her glowing fair face. Her eyes bowed down in shame and disgust.Uttam’s secretary opened the door and smiled. He welcomed them in. It was quite small for a king suite and thankfully much cleaner than other parts of the hotel. An old wooden double cot with a new bedspread. A flower pot with plastic flowers on top of the table.A small mini bar beneath it. A flat-screen TV fixed on the wall. Barely.He had switched from practicing law to enforcing the law because as he had told Katie, he abhorred the corruption and abuse of power that he had seen from politicians and corporate types who truly thought of themselves as immune to the same rules that everyone else had to live by. He had never wanted to investigate run-of-the-mill crimes, and while sensational and dramatic from a publicity perspective, the Shoreline Mall case was still just a homicide. A homicide with a very intriguing.