My little hand could hardly get a good feel of the full length of it."Fucking hell", I whispered to him."That thing feels fucking huge, Christ almight..."."Come on then lets pop outside, you wont be disappointed I promise.", was his laughing response.I dutifully followed him and we sidled down an alleyway not far from the pub car park.My curiosity was now in full flow, and my sexual desire was increasing with each passing minute.Once in the alleyway he really got to work on me. His hands were all. “Fucking sensational, I can’t get enough of it, I mutter as she struts around the room flaunting her body.”“The way your arse jiggles while you strut around is poetry in motion.”“Lay on your back on the bed. I am going to sit on your cock and pleasure both of us.”“Magnificent, just magnificent. Long and thick, and fucking it for the second time today,” she purrs as she slowly lowers and slides it into her wet cunt.“Relax and let me have my way with you,” she tells me as she takes my hands into. I’ve seen her inthese flirty (maybe horny is more accurate) moodsbefore, when she has had one too many, so I wasn’t theleast surprised when she whispered in my ear to ask ifit would be all right if she took off her top. When Iasked her why, she said to even out her tan. I gladly agreed, even though I knew that her tan wasthe last thing on her mind. She did it in a way onlypretty women seem to be able to do these types ofthings. Instead of just popping it off and showing theguys all. Me: Main nahi chata hum ise aise waste kare. Tum dono practically socho. Sumit ki ekdin shadi ho jayega. Uska bhi ghar basega. Uske baad humara kya hoga. Hum kahan jayenge. Chalo maan leta hun. Rahene ke liye koi jagah mill bhi jaye. Par aankhir mein kya hoga.Me: Ekdin hum dono budhe honge. Tum bhi ekdin weak par jaogi. Uss din tumhara aur mera kaun khayal rakkhega, batao?? Isliye dur ki baate soch ke maine yeh faisla liya hai. Bahetar yehi hoga ki hum mutually divorce kar lete hai aur uske.