Muje kabhi mere flat ki siriyo me nanga kar deta to kabhi koi park me le ja k meri chut faad deta. Me lund ki obsessed ho chuki thi. Mere gharwaalo ki...kaafi badnaami hui , Is kaaran unhone ne ghar badal liya aur meri shaadi jaldi kar di.Per Kuch aadate kabhi bhi nai badalti. Maine shaadi k doosre din he apne husband aakash k bhai gautam ke saath bistar garam kar diya. Mere pati din bhar kaam karte he aut raat ko sone k alawa kuch nai kar sakte . Unko meri in harkato k baare me pata chala to. So a couple of days ago I headed off down to the country park near where I live late in the evening, this park is a well known cruising and dogging area but also has the added advantage of bordering on a dual carriageway with a large layby where lorries tend to pull in for the night. As I entered the park it did not take long before it became apparent I was not the only one with the intention of getting some cock action, almost immediately two guys appeared coming from the same direction as. I had gone with aMManda; it was what my mother wanted to name me, and it was easy to put my attributes in my name. I knew the question would pop up about how big my chest was, and I could quickly point out that it was in my name. When it came to taking a picture, I hesitated. I couldn't take it, not like this, not like the person I used to be. I wasn't that person anymore. I loved being a mom, I loved being a good wife, but that wasn't me anymore. That woman had gone the moment I slept with. I knew."Abigail gave a dramatic sigh, and he chortled to her. "So, yer'nae upset?"He gave a wry smile. "No. I followed you. I didn't want you walking back through the town at night on your own." She gulped, and he laughed at her concerned expression. "Just put a dressin' gown on. That wind got everywhere." Then why did'nae you... ?" Oh Abigail," Simon teased and took her hand. "If you wanted me to walk you home you would've asked." She stood akimbo at the bottom of the stairs glaring at.