The jogger was talking and I looked at his eyes and saw where he was looking… from breast to pussy. And there was no sign of her moving. Shock possi...bly? But then she replied, ‘How far were they,’ and he replied whilst still staring. And weirdly a conversation of sorts started between them, with her asking a question every time he went quiet, with no intention to cover up. Then I noticed it, her legs opened wider, her pussy gaped more and pulsed slowly. She asked if they had seen us, and was. If I had the power I could keep looking at her all day. I immediately pounced on her boobs which were similar to a pornstar but natural. I began mauling her melons like a sponge ball.My fully erect circumcised cock was touching her smooth thighs already leaving precums. She was enjoying it. I began taking the nipples in my mouth and bit it hard now while pressing the other boob. She was moaning my name now, “Ah, Sarfaraz.” My teeth marks were evident on her milky white skin.Now I began licking. So, he had abandoned his plans to make her his eternal companion and had begun to shape her for another use.For years he had felt the resentment and disdain growing within her. He had pruned and tended these emotions with care both through the abuse of her mind and body and with little excesses like that which had occurred the previous night. Now his careful gardening was about to pay dividends.The girl actually thought to destroy him. Even now she was out in the city doing her best to work. Still, I was puzzled to see her there. She was chatting up the bartender, as usual, and gave me her usual wave. We ordered a first round and found a table, waiting for the band to start.Our normal topic of conversation revolved around adventures at our separate work places, and so it was this night. Until the subject was exhausted. Then an awkward silence replaced the witty observations of other patrons that seem to be our forte. We have seen some strange things at that bar, but at that moment.