I probably looked the same way. “What about you?” he asked.“Pretty shitty,” I said. “Things haven’t been goin’ to well for me lately eit...er.” We were talking to each other like we didn’t know who each was anymore. “Where did you go?” I asked suddenly.Chris looked away from me. “I had to go...” he said.“Where?”“I just got in my truck that night after I came over here and just drove to wherever I could go to,” Chris said. “I had to get away from here for a while.”“Away from me,” I said. Or yeh keh k may ny usy kaha ulty ho tu us nay kaha k nahi pehly may achi tarah vasleen lagaon gi kion k sokha lun mayny nahi dalwana bohet dard hoti hy phir.kher yeh keh k wo vasleen lay k ai or achi tarah muthi bhar k meray lun py vasleen laga di ab mera lun bohet ziada chikna ho giya tha or sath hi wo ulty ho k late gai or mayny us ki bund ka sorakh thora sa khula or apna lun sorakh pay rakha or thora sa zor lagaya tha k lun slip hota ander chala ja raha tha or nasreen mujy bar bar keh rahi. M-maybe I shouldn't..." she whispered, asthe heat in her snatch began to build.Her other hand soon started to worm and snake it way towards her moistslit, gently rubbing across her skin. Her fingers soon found theirdestination as they gingerly touched the wet opening. She quickly broughtback her hand and watched in amazement as slightly thick fluids stuck toher fingers. The smell of honey and dandelions quickly engulfed her mind,her vision becoming hazy as the fingers slowly but surely reached. Often when she put on her “hunting outfit” I,d get so turned on we,d have to have a quickie or Sarah give me a blow job or my cock would be too hard to walk comfortably with and it was reacting that way now and it seemed our new friend was similarly affected. Sitting at a table where my wife could fondle his sizeable cock unnoticed we learned his name was Freddie, he was single and Didn,t live too far from us so invited us to his house when the pub closed. When no one seemed to be looking.