She ruffled my feathers. I liked her. She was cute. I learned soon that underneath the cute façade, a phrase I borrowed from a rather articulate frie...nd, was the heart of a sex-starved nymphomaniac. She was every guy’s wet dream. She could match any man’s horniness, pound for pound. What a girl! My cock stirs at the mere thought of that day. My heart too. But, physical stirrings hit you harder than the emotional ones.It was July I think, I visited Pune. She was sweet. I was, well rusty. We held. After about twenty minutes I was messaged by chap called ‘Chris’ he put. “Hiya, my name is chris and my wife’s name is Brenda, we live in the south Staffordshire area, I am 42yrs old and Brenda is 38yrs old, we are looking for someone with a taste for life’s sexual pleasures, please tell us a little about yourself if you would be interested in becoming a fuck buddy” “This is more like it” I thought to myself I replied with: “Hi my Name is Tim I am 40yrs old, 5’10” tall weigh around 14st,. Thompson, I have never seen you like this before! Red panties...very nice." It was Beth from the travel agency!I opened the door fully and said quickly, "Please come in."As she stepped in, I peeked down the hall in both directions. Luckily no one was out. I closed the door and turned around to see her back side as she looked around the room. Her ass was absolutely gorgeous. It was round and pear shaped, and her legs were toned and so smooth looking, I had to wonder what it would feel like to. They finally made their way to the bar in Albie’s vehicle.At the pub, Jeremy ordered a beer, which he consumed slightly quicker than normal. After Jeremy began sipping on his second beer, Albie struck-up a conversation with a fairly nice looking guy. An hour later Albie informed Jeremy that he would be leaving with this guy and offered to first drop Jeremy off at home. It was only a little past eleven and so, Jeremy elected to stay. He said he would order a cab later, as he often did.After two.