Bite her other breast

“You always did like symmetry, husband...”

My wife leaned down, softly licked Tori’s left boob and nipple, and very delicately pushed her inch and a half long fangs into Tori’s areola.

Tori gasped as the flesh gave, tearing two new bite marks as I requested. I watched as the blood trickled out slightly, before my wife’s lips wrapped around her prize and suckled.

Amy stood up across the room, and walked over to me. “Sleep”, she spoke, and all went dark again.