A Call That Changed Her Entire Life

Rita sneered and shook her head, laughing. She provoked David some more, "Well then, show me!"

Just after the words had left her mouth, David pounced on her like a blood-thirsty wolf, salivating at the prospect of tasting her body. He pushed her on the sofa and threw away her cell phone. Raw intensity surged through his veins as he bit her luscious lips.

"Hmm... Stop this! Don't touch me! It's in the middle of the night!"

"Honey, this is the perfect time and place for this kind of action."

Since the two children were already fast asleep in bed, they didn't have to worry about being caught in an inappropriate position. If there ever was a perfect time for this kind of action, this was it!

The monstrous hunger David had kept leashed inside was screaming for a release in the form of carnal desire. Subdued by the thirst for her body, David whispered, "I told you I'd make you pay for what you did."

Rita sunk her teeth on his shoulder and threatened, "Back off! Right now!"

"Ah..." The pain came out like a roar from his throat, and lit his senses on fire. "You saucy little minx! Do you have to bite me every time? Well I don't mind. I actually like it!"

"You're dead meat! Hmm..." Before Rita could finish, he slammed his tongue down her throat and the first moan escaped her lips sending her into a heady trance. He sucked in every word she tried to form in her mouth.

David sucked her tender, plump lips, like a hummingbird sucking nectar from flowers. Her sweet taste had driven him towards the desperation of a starving man sucking on bones...

While his long and soft tongue seemed to wrap itself around her, driving her towards insanity. She tried to pull apart for air, but he pulled her in closer and harder.

Dizzied, she heard the deep and lusting voice of the man whisper in her ears.

"You have to carry another child for me."

"No way! Ah! David! You asshole!"

"I like it when you talk dirty. Call me an asshole again!"

...

each other warm and sweating profusely. Rita melted

and neither of

filled their widened eyes, and guilt surged in their mind somehow as though they were doing

glass in front of them only provided them with a vague picture. The only thing they saw was David kissing Rita affectionately in his arms.

Dylan's small hands covered her eyes when she was about to stretch out her head. The childish voice of the boy whispered in her ear, "Beryl, we shouldn't be

mean?"

he quickly moved his hands away.

we

understand his words, and

look seemed to

stopped short.

and he asked, "Beryl,

and thought

"Come on! Ask me anything

back?

Dylan scratched his little head and continued, "I'm sorry, Beryl. I don't know

down

her immediately, "But I heard my dad say that he has some news about your mommy. Oh, and also your daddy might be still

with hope. Hiding under the desk, Beryl thought she didn't hear him right because his

Clairaudience," Dylan said confidently, patting his chest.

His words somehow seemed unrealistic to Beryl, but Dylan had no

heard from his father. "How about this? You can ask my mom tomorrow. If

lit up in

said, as he held Beryl's soft hand. Satisfied to see her happy, Dylan continued,

she was leaving. She saw the way David gently hugged and looked at Rita as if she were some kind of

more..." David whispered.

some thought, she finally figured out the

much, ' Beryl concluded

the way daddy loves