“Sure,” I replied. I waited as few seconds and then began my inquiries. “So I guess you have a boyfriend?” I inquired. “What makes you think... that?” she replied. “Your FaceBook page,” I replied. “That’s my older brother,” she replied. “But no, I don’t have a boyfriend, I'm married.” My heart sunk. When I didn’t respond or say anything else, she asked, “Are you ok?” “Yeah,” I replied. Truthfully, I was not. She steered the car into a strip center and pulled into a parking space, out in the. Crystal had seen the pool in spring and summer, when it wasn’t frozen. The water was perfectly clear, and she knew the pool was deep. Not deep enough to cover her head, but certainly deep enough to absolutely soak her. That would make for a miserable walk back to the house.Tentatively, she pressed the toes of her right foot against the ice. When it didn’t crack, she pushed a little harder. When the ice seemed solid, she let her weight come to rest on her foot. It was as unyielding as stone. She. “Okay” I say and actually I quite like the idea because I’ve never been let loose on someone’s arse before. It’s not what I had in mind for us but it’ll be an experience and I’m sure I can muster up a story from it. “Something big” you tell me regaining some confidence and I smile inwardly because I have a monster of a dildo in the bedside cabinet that now has your name on it. Now when I tell you that this is a monster of a dildo you have to understand that is! I struggle to take it in my pussy. Plz move to the bed naa.” She was trying hard to get rid of my hold but failed.Till then my hands had gone little more down and was trying to locate her love hole above the salwar. “I know I’m hurting you baby and this is my revenge against your morning bite on my cheek” I answered while trying to inhale her body smell by rubbing my nose around her ear lobes and at the same time her love hole had been spotted with the help of wet patches on her salwar.This continued for next 10 minutes when I.