Not sure that I wanted to talk about mindlessly wanking in front of the flickering images of sex, sometimes for over an hour, until I'd squirt my load..., wipe up, and head home to get drunk.Just then, she paused on one film, where an elegant young woman lay on her back on a dining table, buzzing her clit with a vibrator, while an older man fucked her with his huge cock. Ashley seemed transfixed by the film. I was transfixed by her, watching as her hand pressed on her lap rhythmically, watching as. I received one call it was my friend from Mangalore.Me : hi how you ?Frnd : I’m good and how you ??Me: I’m fine and missing you a lot bro come soon to Bangalore.Frnd : me too and I will come soon. I need your help.Me : arre anything for you. Tell naFrnd : my cousin came to Bangalore to drop her husband to airport. She doesn’t know much about Bangalore. So please can you drop her to bus station and stay there till bus go.Me : yea sure I will. Where is she now ?Frnd : she is on the way to. There was no point in comparing it to my husband, nor even the slightly larger cock of a lover from my teens. This was in another league altogether. I had, of course, seen large cocks in porn films from time to time, and a few friends had bragged about the size of their partner’s equipment. But this… I shook my head: this was definitely different. Happily, I still had regular sex with my husband, whose cock was average size, perfectly normal, and satisfying. I’d never had cause to complain,. ‘Dunno, probably cum’ she laughed.The line of conversation was making my cock stiffen and so I retorted with 'what unaided' only to receive the immediate response that she would probably explode spontaneously but if it was dark and he was there she would probably ‘wank’ herself. I had always encouraged her to masturbate and frequently enjoyed watching her satisfy herself while I voyeuristically enjoyed the act. As my cock stiffened fully as the line of conversation developed and further fuelled.