(Sorry if this is an enormous Godmod- but I did it inbetween the airport and the second part, because I had to kinda fit it like that. Also, I may have to PM you on your opinion on something- it's another World Development thing that I'm doing, and I think that you might like the sound of it.)

Natalie smiled, looking at him as he came in, unsuspectingly on her. She let him creep up on him, just like she knew he would. Wrapping her arms around him, she smiled, whispering as she moved her head up.
"Let's just get to the car. I'll show you." Natalie said, growling as she kissed him tenderly, before taking his hand and following him towards the old Hummer. How he had gotten this car, Natalie didn't know, but all she did know was, it fit them, just. Natalie barely managed to bundle herself into the passenger seat, and shut the door, aware that Victor was now getting in.
"Drive to somewhere quiet, Victor. Just stop off, then you know, take us to the hotel and all." Natalie said simply, as she did her belt up, barely able to pull it out enough past her chest and sheer size. This car felt significantly larger, but to her, it felt like sitting in a cramped hatchback.

As Victor drove on, out of the airport and onto a small motorway, Natalie pointed out a sign. A service station- one with just truck parking and a toilet, coming up in 500m. 
"Drive into there Victor, trust me on this. We need some privacy, and anyone who's there at this time in the morning will be asleep if they've got trucks." Natalie said simply, checking her hair as she sat up, looking over at her partner. He eclipsed her to some extent in size, he was sheerly massive. From his mohawk to his enormous feet and hands, you could tell that this man was a mountain, not a mere human. They were both some of the deadliest human beings on this earth, yet Natalie knew that they were both able to enjoy the finer things in life. And that they did, very well. Their sex life was like something out of Fifty Shades of Grey, and they seemed to be the perfect couple almost. Liked the same hobbies, the same occupation, and most of all, spent time together doing what they loved. Natalie knew exactly that that wasn't precisely normal- but to her, Victor was the antidote to her poison, and the only man that could ever tame her wild and near-psychotic lust for life. 

Hoping that Victor would stop, Natalie undid her checked shirt, revealing her exposed chest, a little pale lately yet significantly overwhelming. As Victor pulled into a discrete parking spot on Natalie's request, she undid her bra, letting her two breasts fall out, and hearing the large V8 engine come to a stop, she turned to him.
"Now..." Natalie said, undoing his trouser zip, as she then saw his ridicioulously large boxers come to view beneath his gigantic silk trousers, and she smirked at him, aware that this really would be another treat for him. Bending over, she got to work, aware that Victor knew exactly what was going on. To spit or swallow, that was the case in the layby on the side of some random Belgian motorway.

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A little while later, they were just about to get back on the road, Natalie smiling as she put the tissues away back into the glove box.
"Absolutely, Victor. That was just a taster." Natalie said, as she looked out, getting back in and putting her seatbelt on as she let Victor drive on, to wherever next. They were still quite close to Brussels, and relatively close to the hotel that they would stay at.
"And breakfast sounds good- you got a portion already..." Natalie said, chuckling with an almost evil contempt as she turned back to the serious topic at hand.
"Make mine about 50 egg whites and bacon and I'll be a happy girl, believe me Victor. I'll tell you about Cyprus over it...I had some fun to say the least. Didn't get that many holiday photos, but I think whatever was worth it I sent to you.." Natalie said, aware that they were back on the road, and going to wherever it was that Victor had mentioned. She simply loved teasing him, aware that he took it well, and that she was full of it. She buttoned up her shirt again- something which looked strange on a woman of her size and type, but surprisingly, worked well, in making her look a little more chic. She checked her hair in the mirror, as she leaned back, her own head banging into the ceiling as she was sure it must have been even worse for Victor.