Reddy wasn’t even eyeing my wife now. My mind was filled with flashbacks of last night. And what the hell happened in the washroom.I got down from m... berth. Kavita didn’t even look at me, neither did Reddy. I sat there for a few minutes and started packing my bag because we had almost reached Delhi.As we reached the station, Reddy was the first to get down, then the other guy.“Kavita,” I tried to talk to my wife, but she just stormed out of the compartment with a handbag.I could sense that she. They had dated all through high school, no one dared to challenge him over the right to date Lizzie. He would have tied them into knots. She was saving her self for marriage, so she had no idea what he was endowed with. He had the biggest hands and feet in town, so he must be hung. Things went fine for the first 4 years of their marriage, then she got a glimpse of another fellow, his trunks fell down when climbing out of the pool. Even with shrinkage from the cold water he made Gene look pretty. Yeah well, the boys you try to date are all douche bags anyway, so what’s it matter? It doesn’t I guess, I just don’t want to be the last one of my friends to lose my virginity and feel left out, she said. Jesus Christ Abby, I don’t want to hear about my sister getting fucked by some rando, besides, you’ve got some slutty friends anyway that have probably already categorized the entire school by dick size and shape, I said. The rest of the trip she stayed quiet, deep in thought, and my boner. I mean I felt my rim circle nearly ache under the pressure of its filling, yet the stiffness now moving in and out of me, wow it was big, I could feel the heaviness. I could feel the demands it was making on my rear tunnel. I could hear the bastard’s anal cock straining groans, as he worked his pecker in an ungiving, yet giving space. I felt strangely like my butt was on the point of bursting, yet capable of taking his horse cock bulk deeper, into my bowels. And the bugger pushed his cock there.