That triggered a nagging thought; a question, really: was the guy just crazy enough to drag an actual thermonuclear weapon home from work and detonate... it in some kind of sick reprisal for ruining his perfect life? Who knew what warped rationale went through the mind of a recently-divorced man who was singing something which sounded like a badly butchered version of ‘Oh Come All Ye Faithful’ while masturbating in his back garden, his body splayed unnaturally over a weapon of mass destruction. . So it's not too far to walk home afterwards.And it's the same side of the street.I don't even have to cross the road!Aspire to inspire before you expire.My wife and I had words, but I didn't get to use mine.Frustration is trying to find your glasses without your glasses.Blessed are those who can give without remembering and take without forgetting.The irony of life is that, by the time you're old enough to know your way around, you're not going anywhere.God made man before woman so as to give. Meine apni ungliyan bahar nikali…ab meine socha ki khel aaj ke liye khatam ho gaya… Meine chaddi utha li….” kya re saheb ungli kiya…muh maara…par andar nahi ghusaye ga kya” ” nahi… Mere paas condom nahi hai… Aur bina condom ke no sex” “arre saheb chinta nako”…Wo bahar gayi.. Ushi tarah nangi… Uski gaand meine dekhi to thi par aise mein wah kuch jyada hi sexy lag rahi thi….aate waqt wo ek theli le kar aayi thi aur ushi theli mein tha mere lund ka thela yaani ke condom…”mein khud bache wache ka. It gave her a sexy feeling of power over them, and she loved smiling at the ones she knew, seeing their pricks lurch. Her discovery of how wonderful sex could be had made her even more excited about straining at the weights, feeling her body tone up. She knew that when her legs were pushing up on the thigh machine, her twat was outlined under the cloth by her tense abdominal muscles, and sometimes she thought she would let any guy who came by with his cock out stick it in, she felt so turned.