Ingrid
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This is the final chapter of a re-post of my first story, Ingrid. It has been re-edited to improve the punctuation, grammar and, I hope, the readability.
Ingrid sat fidgeting in the anteroom of the Ministry of Health office, located on the third floor of an office building three blocks from the Legislature. She was naturally nervous and she was struggling to compose herself before she went into the conference room. She jumped when the door opened and a tall, slim man in his mid-forties walked out and smiled at her.
‘Ingrid Solberg?’ he asked politely.
‘Yes,’ she answered.
‘Welcome. Thank you for coming so promptly,’ he continued lightly. ‘I’m Gordon Davenport. I’m the Assistant Director for this Department.’
‘Nice to meet you Mr. Davenport. Thank you for the invitation to meet with you,’ she said, still nervous.
‘Well, we were impressed with your presentation Ms. Solberg. Won’t you come in and I’ll introduce you to the others.’
He held open the door and allowed Ingrid to enter before him.
There were three others in the meeting, all men. Two were casually dressed young men she recognized from her original presentation. The third was older, possibly in his fifties, and dressed in a business suit. The two younger men were junior clerks in the procurement group, while the more senior man was introduced as Eric Knorr, Deputy Minister of Health.
Davenport introduced her, and they seated themselves with Davenport at the head of the table, Ingrid on one side and the other three on her opposite side. Ingrid looked nervously around the table and wondered how the meeting would start. She didn’t have long to wait. Davenport passed out an agenda on a single page and began to discuss the details of Ingrid’s bid.
In a little over an hour, they described the options available to expand the contract and wanted to know what more work could be accomplished if the current base was increased by twenty, twenty-five and thirty percent. After assuring Ingrid that the additional work was identical in scope to her original criteria, she pulled out her computer and opened the program to the contract application. The group gathered around behind her as she showed them the base calculations and various special costs. Within ten minutes they had estimates, subject to confirmation, of all three. The group returned to their seats and complimented her on her professional methodology.
‘That’s impressive, Ms. Solberg. Your competition wants another week to put the revised bid together,’ Davenport said seriously. ‘How long will it take you to confirm these calculations?’
‘You’ll have them before your day starts on Monday,’ she said confidently. ‘I can fax them to you over the weekend, if that’s satisfactory.’
‘It certainly is!’ Davenport exclaimed. ‘I’ll give you our private fax number so that it doesn’t get lost in the office mail. I think that concludes our meeting Ms. Solberg. Once again, thank you for coming on short notice.’
‘You’re welcome. Thank you for this opportunity,’ she smiled, feeling more confident as everyone rose to leave the room.
‘Ms. Solberg.’ It was Eric Knorr. ‘May I speak with you for a moment?’
‘Of course,’ she replied, suddenly wary.
The Deputy Minister sat down in the chair opposite Ingrid and waited until the door had been closed behind the departing group.
‘I was very impressed with your presentation and professional approach, especially considering you are a one person operation,’ he smiled.
‘Thank you Mr. Knorr,’ she replied, still cautious.
‘You live in the riding served by my Minister, Michael Saggert, don’t you?’
‘Yes, that’s right,’ she replied simply.
‘Have you met the Minister, Ms. Solberg?’
‘No, I haven’t.’ Ingrid was becoming visibly nervous.
‘I see.’ He looked at her carefully. ‘Do you know a Steve Inhalt?’
Ingrid’s heart jumped and the shocked look on her face answered his question immediately. ‘Yes … Yes I do,’ she stammered. ‘Why?’
‘I had a visit from my Minister yesterday. He was asking about this contract and what decision we would likely make. I gather he and Mr. Inhalt are friends and he wanted to know if you were likely to be awarded the contract,’ he continued. ‘Ministers almost never involve themselves in contracts this small, but I’m not in the position to ignore his interest.’
Ingrid had begun to overcome her shock and her face was beginning to change to one of anger.
Eric Knorr could not help but see the change, and correctly interpreted the meaning. He held up his hand to her.
‘I gather you knew nothing about this,’ he suggested.
‘No! Absolutely nothing!’ She was visibly shaking and her face was crimson. ‘I can tell you sir, that this presentation was developed and made by me. I expect no favors from anyone, and I certainly don’t expect to get a contract I haven’t earned,’ she spat.
The Deputy Minister had a faint smile on his face.
‘I gather Mr. Inhalt is going to hear of your displeasure, Ms. Solberg.’
‘Is he ever! I’m embarrassed that this has happened, sir. My apologies are all I can offer,’ she said in a little more even-tempered tone.
‘We didn’t have this discussion, Ms. Solberg. The others in the room don’t know anything about this and don’t need to. Your bid will be considered fairly, and you will be notified shortly on how you have done,’ he said, rising to leave.
He held out his hand. ‘Good luck. I think you’ll be a good choice,’ he concluded with an arched eyebrow.
He left the room as Ingrid stood in stunned silence. After a few moments, she began to gather her papers and computer together and left on shaky legs.
By the time she had reached her car, her anger had returned. She looked at her watch. It was only quarter of twelve. She had time to catch the two o’clock ferry to the mainland if the early summer weekend traffic wasn’t too heavy. Waiting in the ferry line-up would give her plenty of time to decide what to do about Mr. Steve Inhalt and his insanely dangerous interference.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Where the hell did he get off going behind my back and trying to get the Minister to pull a favor? Ingrid knew she was politically naïve, but she knew enough that an intervention gone wrong might have poisoned the water for a long time to come.
‘How could he be so … so … interfering!’ she thought. ‘He doesn’t think I can do it myself, that’s why!’
Now she was really mad.
‘He thinks I’m just a dependent woman who can’t make her way in the world without a man’s help. First the computer program, then the camera, then the laptop, now the fiddle with the government minister.’
Ingrid was working herself up into an evil mood. She nearly snapped the head off the ferry attendant when she misheard the amount for her passage.
‘Speak up, dammit. I’m not a lip reader,’ she snarled.
A dirty look and a curt ‘Lane fifteen,’ was the response.
She had no appetite. She should be celebrating again. Davenport made it clear he was impressed with her, and thank god he didn’t know anything about the interference. Her stomach ached. There must be a quart of acid down there.
When Ingrid stomped in the door of her house, she literally yelled, ‘Steve! Where are you?’
In a moment, Steve came from the back of the house, looking warily at Ingrid.
‘Here,’ he replied with a curious look on his face.
‘Get your stuff and get the hell out of this house!’ she demanded.
‘What?’
‘You heard me! Get your clothes and your computer and your god damn pots and pans and get the hell out,’ she hollered.
‘Ingrid, what the hell is going on?’ he asked, baffled.
‘Well Mr. Smartass. You nearly got me thrown out of the Ministry of Health all by yourself. You and your bloody pal, Saggert ne
arly submarined my bid all by your big-mouth self,’ she steamed onward.
‘You don’t think I can do this by myself, so you take it upon yourself to go behind my back and try and fix the outcome. I’m just some helpless broad that can’t make it in your man’s world and constantly need your help.’ She was on a roll.
‘Well I’ve got news for you pal, I can make it on my own. I don’t need you or your high powered pals, and I sure as hell don’t need you in my life to fuck it up. Now get your shit and get out! I’m not kidding!’
She had finally run out of steam and was standing in the middle of the room with her briefcase in one hand and her laptop in the other. The look on her face was pure venom, and her crimson complexion underscored it.
‘Ingrid,’ Steve started in a bewildered voice. ‘What the hell are you talking about?’
‘Don’t give me that innocent act, buster. You know very well what I’m talking about.’
‘No I do not!’ he stated emphatically, beginning to get angry himself. ‘Just exactly what am I being accused of?’ he demanded.
‘You know perfectly well!’ she shouted. ‘You went behind my back to that hack politician Saggert and you tried to get him to give me that contract. Well, it didn’t work! In fact it backfired. The Deputy Minister had a little chat with me and made it clear it didn’t work. I nearly lost everything because of you. How can you stand there and pretend you don’t know what this is all about?’ she fumed.
‘Because I don’t!’ he said emphatically. ‘I know Mike Saggert, yes. He’s a client, and I’ve set up some blind trusts for him while he’s in office. But I have not, I repeat not, asked him for any favors on your behalf,’ he stated in a rising voice.
‘Then just exactly how did the Deputy Minister get your name and use it to grill me?’ she blasted back.
‘I have no idea,’ he looked bewildered. ‘Ingrid, I know how much this contract means to you. I would never do anything that would jeopardize that opportunity. You have to believe that,’ he pleaded.
Steve tried again.
‘I’m smart enough to know that you don’t use political pressure that way. It can backfire more often that it can help. All it takes is a change of Minister or a change of Government. I know better than that! Please believe me,’ he begged her.
Ingrid slowly walked to her desk, set her briefcase on the floor, and carefully placed the computer on her desk.
‘I’m too angry to talk to you right now. If you value your health, you’ll get the hell out of here. Maybe when I calm down in a week or two, I’ll talk to you … maybe!’
Steve turned quietly and went back to the spare bedroom that he had been using as a temporary office. He silently packed some of his clothes and his computer and walked back into the living room.
‘Ingrid, will you please …’
‘Not now!’ she shouted.
He turned silently and walked out the front door. He stood on the front porch for a minute, his mind spinning out of control.
‘There has to be a way to make her understand,’ he thought. He walked slowly to his car parked out at the curb and put his two bags in the back and looked back at the front window. There was no sign of her. He got in the car and drove slowly away, not certain where he was going.
Ingrid collapsed on the sofa and put her head back and let her breath go in a huge sigh. In a moment, the tears began to flow and shortly after she was racked with sobs. It began to dawn on her that she may have ended the best relationship she had ever had. The best she had ever hoped for. Had she let her ego get in the way? Was he really innocent and she wouldn’t listen? She cursed herself for her stupid prideful attitude. She had to prove herself to everyone, but mostly to herself.
She sat on the sofa for a couple of hours when she began to realize she was hungry. She had skipped lunch in favour of working up her anger, and now it was nearing seven and she hadn’t had anything since her light breakfast early this morning before rushing out the catch the first ferry.
She slowly rose and headed for the kitchen. She opened the refrigerator and looked for something quick and easy. Steve had obviously prepared something for dinner and some of it was ready to eat. She pulled out the salad bowl and the devilled eggs.
‘This will have to do,’ she thought.
She placed the food on the kitchen table and sat down. She stared at her food without much enthusiasm. Her anger had dissipated by now, but it had been replaced by emptiness. She had allowed her temper to drive Steve away and she didn’t know how she would replace him.
The tears came again and she sat at the table with her head in her hands and just let them flow. After a while she got up and headed for the bedroom. She undressed, used the bathroom, and crawled under the covers. Alone in her bed for the first time in almost a month, she cried herself to sleep.
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Steve unlocked the front door of his apartment for the first time in two weeks. He flicked on the lights and shuffled to his bedroom. The place was quiet. All the windows were closed, the central air conditioner hummed quietly as Steve dropped his overnight bag and placed his computer on his desk.
He was in shock and disorientated. He knew Ingrid was volatile, but her explosion this afternoon was beyond anything he had imagined. He could understand her anger if he’d done something wrong, but he had done nothing to deserve this. What the hell had happened to cause this?
He picked up the phone and dialed Mike Saggert’s home number. It rang several times before the answering machine picked up. He left an urgent message for Mike to call him, leaving both his apartment and his cell phone number. The Legislature had adjourned for the summer, so he knew he wouldn’t be in Victoria after today. On the chance he might still be there, he phoned Mike’s Victoria number and again got the answering machine. He left another urgent message and hoped Mike would get one of them soon.
He walked into the living room and looked out over the narrows and Stanley Park as the sun began to set. He searched his memory to try and understand how this had happened. He had met with Mike twice in the last two weeks since he had become the Minister of Health. Mike was trying to comply with the new Legislative rules regarding Conflict of Interest related to investment ownership when in office. Steve was helping him conform to the rules, while making sure his investments were still secure.
They had become friends over time and often discussed their personal lives, but not in detail. Steve remembered mentioning Ingrid to him and how excited he was to have found her. He remembered telling Mike what her business was about and vaguely recalled him mentioning her opportunity with a provincial government contract. Yet, he didn’t say which ministry she was bidding through. Surely, that wasn’t what caused all this. But then again, what else could it have been? Mike would have to help him out of this mess.
He stripped off his clothes and stepped into the shower. He stood under the water for several minutes before stepping out and toweling himself dry. Dressed in shorts only, he headed for the kitchen. Like Ingrid, he had no appetite and was happy to grab one of the four remaining beers from his fridge, and flop down in front of the television. He must have surfed around the dial more than twice before realizing there was nothing worth watching. He had no current TV Guide and finally gave up and turned off the set.
He got up and wandered back and forth from room to room. His mind was full of questions without answers. Both he and Ingrid had been up early this morning in order for her to catch the first ferry. She had refused to let him go with her, and now he was glad he hadn’t. He headed for the bedroom and crawled into the bed and tried to go to sleep. It was hopeless.
He tossed and turned and finally clicked on the radio, looking for a
FM station that would sooth his rattled nerves. Sometime near midnight he finally drifted off to a fitful sleep.
When he awoke in the morning, he briefly thought of calling Ingrid, but decided against it. He had no new information that would change her mind. It was Saturday morning. If he didn’t hear from Mike soon, he would assume he was away for the weekend. That meant no help until next week at the earliest.
He forced himself to have a bagel and some orange juice. He would have to go shopping for fresh food sometime today, but not right now. He wandered around the apartment for a while, then decided to go for a run. He pulled on his running shorts, t-shirt and shoes, stuffed a ten dollar bill and his key into the waistband pocket, and headed out toward the seawall.
Steve pushed himself mercilessly, trying to expunge the toxins he had gathered in the last few hours. He finally stopped running when he neared exhaustion. The sweat pouring from his pores and his breath coming in spasms, he looked around and realized he was at the other end of the village. He was several kilometers from his apartment, and faced a long trek back.
He began walking back the way he came, gradually cooling down and recovering. He remembered the bill he had tucked in his shorts’ pocket, turned up the nearest connector to Marine Drive, and found a small outdoor café. He ordered coffee and Danish, relaxing for a few minutes. The extra exertion of the run seemed to clear his head.
He had convinced himself that Mike Saggert was his best solution to resolving the problem with Ingrid. In fact, it was the only solution he could think of. Ingrid had at least left a crack in the door open with her parting shot … ‘Maybe when I calm down in a week or two … maybe …’ It was a slim hope, but the only thread he had to hold on to.
One thing he was certain of beyond all doubt, he loved her. He had found that deep, unshakeable, romantic love he had longed for. The thought of losing it … losing her, was more than he could handle. He understood what it meant now. It wasn’t all joy and happiness. There was pain and fear as well. But it was the proof he had been searching for.
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Ingrid tried to finish the formal resubmission of her bid that same Saturday morning. It wasn’t going very well. She couldn’t concentrate and after an hour of little progress, she abandoned the effort for later in the day. She retreated to the kitchen for a ‘food fix,’ the solution to all her problems she thought. A couple of heat-and-serve English Muffins in the toaster, slather on some butter and jam and she would feel better. She reheated the tea in the microwave and sat at the kitchen table wondering what to do with herself today.
She was a basket case. She couldn’t put two thoughts together in an orderly fashion to save her life.
‘You’ve done it this time, girl. You’ve really done it. You’ve just thrown away the best thing in your life, and you don’t know how to fix it. Was it that unforgivable or just your big, bloody ego getting in the way the way of common sense? After all, what had he tried to do?
‘Even if he was guilty as charged, he’d tried to help you, not hurt you. Sure, maybe it wasn’t what you wanted him to do, but he wasn’t trying to hurt you,’ she told herself over and over again.
‘And what if he was innocent? What if he hadn’t done anything? What if it was all a big misunderstanding? What then?’
She decided to go for a walk to clear her head. The seawall was only a couple of blocks and a stroll across the playground away. She slipped on her running shoes, picked up her keys and headed out the front door. She tried desperately not to think about the last few hours. She tried to concentrate on the contract revisions, and what she had scheduled to do this coming week.
‘Shit!’ she exclaimed to no one in particular. ‘I’ve got a meeting with Steve and Tony on Wednesday to cover the next phases of the renovation. How the hell am I going to get out of that?’ she asked herself.
‘I’d better delay the meeting,’ she thought. ‘I’ll call Tony and ask him to call Steve. I’ll put if off until the week after. I’ll tell him I’m not prepared.’ It wasn’t much of a plan, but it at least something.
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The snow was still falling as I peered out of the window, the light of the street lights fluttered with the falling of the large flakes, and made the shadows of my room flicker. It was hypnotizing, and I watched intently as I layed in bed, the covers pulled up to my neck. I shivered from the chill in the air which made my nipples stiffen and poke against the soft fabric of my nightshirt. I tried to close my eyes to fall asleep, but I couldn't. I wriggled out of the blankets, and shook again...
Taylor tilted her head, wary of Jay kneeling on her hair, as he kneeled either side of her ears he gently brushed the soft skin of his nuts over her face, the hairs gently tickling, her forehead first, then her nose, slowly over each cheek, before resting on her chin, lowering his arse down over her mouth, smiling she moistened her lips, before gently flicking his smooth wrinkled rim with her tongue, he smelled good, always smelled like he just needed to be made dirty. Jay kept still at first,...
This is a transcript of my chat with Gena, a lovely young woman who volunteered to have sex with my husband, to humiliate me and help me to earn his respect.Me: So you want to attempt first time anal sex with my husband?Gena: Yes, he can have my anal cherry, if he isn't too big.Me: Well, I don't think he's very big, but can't your husband do that with you?Gena: Brian is way too big for my ass. He totally stretches my pussy and my asshole is much smaller and tighter.Me: Hmmm. Must be nice.Gena:...
NovelsRajesh and Sanjay now had steady relationships. Roger, the tenant in the spare bedroom, had graduated and moved away. Sushil was working long hours. With so many of her favorite lunds unavailable, Nisha wasn’t getting laid enough. She conferred with Bunny who offered to loan her some of her many studs. Nisha said OK for now but that wasn’t a long term solution. So Bunny said, “I know you are getting to be like me. You want variety but don’t want any of them to get too attached. You also...
Whenever her boyfriend Mike is out of town, the insatiable Quinn Wilde gets tremendously horny…and usually makes bad decision. Take today, for example: Mike’s away and Quinn is going to lounge around and tan the afternoon away. As usual, she’s super horny, too…so why not rub one out in their backyard? Which is when Mike’s buddies, Isiah and Rico, swing by. It’s Isiah’s birthday, and they were going to chill and play video games. They didn’t know...
xmoviesforyouMy sister-in-law Helen is the best fuck I have ever had. I have enjoyed many, many women over the years but Helen is the most sexual woman I have ever encountered. She is a spectacular beauty who has an exhausting, insatiable appetite for sex. Helen's biggest thrill in life is sucking my big dick and fucking me and she does it as often as possible. Now in her late 40s, Helen is a very short woman with short, dirty-blond hair. Her lower body is simply unbelievable. She has wide hips, big, hard...
Her name was Steph. She stood about 6'5 in her heels. She was white very mature she was 50 years young. She wore a blond wig with seductive red well manicured nails. Gorgeous for her age,tall and slender with b cup natural breasts she developed from hormones. When I thought it couldn't get any better she had a fully functioning 7 inches cut fairly thick. She was an all bottom girl though. But I did get the privilege of sucking it. My name is John by the way I'm in my mid twenties,stocky...
Flip-Flop By Cassandra Morgan In a small thatched hut in Borneo, I am sure they are talking about her. In a city office building in Nigeria, I am sure they are talking about her. In a backwoods shanty in Hawaii, I am sure they are talking about her. So, yeah, we were talking about her. My wife Debbie and I were sitting around, trying not to turn on the TV for one night, sipping coffee and talking about the world. And so she came up in our living room the same way she came up in...
Sally Company Slut Gets a Filthy Mouth on herHi my name is Rob and this is the third account of my wife Sally. You may wish to read these however to recap she is 24, lovely long brown hair, pretty face and clear blue eyes. Her body is amazing and there is a picture of her on the writers profile page. Large firm breasts, slim waste, flat tummy and a very nice tidy pussy.So far Sally has changed from being a shy retiring woman to a liberated sexpot, to be honest. With my full support she is...
Pale, natural Alex Harper wears her red hair in pigtails. She strips in a wooded park, revealing her full, soft tits, hairy pussy, and the butt plug stuck inside her fleshy ass. She masturbates with a large anal toy, making her butthole gape. Alex heads inside to meet heavily hung studs Angelo Godshack and Charlie Dean. The threesome starts with blowjobs. Then the men take turns fucking Alex’s every hole. She enjoys an intense double penetration, pricks simultaneously plowing her cunt and...
xmoviesforyouAuthor's note: I'd like to take this chance to thank Mandy, Sarah, Charlotte, Melody, Pam, and Rachel, who - as of the time of this writing - have been kind enough to review "Transfusion," my first story for Fictionmania. Let's see if the second story measures up to the first! Comments and feedback are always, *always* appreciated, and if you'd like to get in touch with me I've put together an email address specifically for that purpose, at [email protected]. Without...
The Afternoon We ArriveWhen we got to the hotel, we were surprised by how lovely the room was and the views of the beach and sea from the full length French doors.It had been a very long, hot drive so the first thing I did was to strip off and climb into the shower – quickly followed by the g/f.It was a power shower in one of those cubicles with no door and with her on her knees – well to be quite honest, she was nearly drowning so that was abandoned but as I was rock hard by this time, she did...
BY THE BOOK By Geneva In the late fifties I was twentyone, and just graduated from college. I'd been slow in getting a job lined up, and as I really wanted a break anyway, I went back to visit my sister Ellen in the family home. Ellen was the only one at home. Our father had been killed nine years previously in Korea, and our mother had died of cancer when I was still a freshman at college. Mom and Dad hadn't been rich, but Dad's parents had left us with some money in their...
She is lying on my bed with her ugly face pushed into the pillows. Her fat and unsightly body is naked.I am raking her bare back with my uncut nails – the minging slut craves that. Every time I run my nails hard along her pallid flesh she flinches with the pain but lets out ever increasing grunts of arousal. I intend to draw blood – I like to see little beads of crimson whether it is from nails, studded paddles or canes. I do not need to see rivers of blood, just a trickle for me to whet my...
3 weeks ago,toward the end of September we had 4 days in the 90's so I went to the lake,I had just ordered some white panites online that had a sheer look when wet and was really hoping to go into the lake. I saw a guy at this same lake wearing a white speedo swimsuit and could see his outline,so this got me started on looking for some white panties that could look like a swimsuit. When the panty came to the house,I immediately put them on and took some pix of them on me,they could fool most...
Reddit NSFW Hardcore, aka /r/NSFWHardcore! I am pretty sure that you know about Tumblr and Twitter because those are two of the most popular places where you can find NSFW content with ease. Other social media platforms like Facebook and Instagram are a tad too strict when it comes to availing fap content. However, if you want to have a quick fap and don't care about some stupid plots and instead prefer to cut to the chase. There is no place on the internet that can help you get your...
Reddit NSFW List‘Turn, Turn, Turn…’ She lifts her breasts and moans as I fuck in her, raising her knees and panting. ‘Do it now, please do it now!’ I rasp my lips at the silken skin at her throat and softly bite. And drink. She screams in passion but not in pain. She bucks her hips and pushes her pussy deeper upon me. I raise my wrist and open a vein with my teeth. I push it towards her lips. She’d swallow anything now. She swallows me. Her little tongue pokes and licks at what I give her and she cries out. I...
Cheerleader Slaves By Heather2837 Chapter 9 - Holly's Descent It was going to be fun taking these cheerleaders and molding them into his personal slaves. As the girls continued to play with each other, Bob began to make his final plans for them. Holly was to be the first. Given her homophobic attitudes, Master Bob had created a special scenario for breaking her down. Each of the girls was going to be given an alternative slave life to what he was offering them. Although he could...
Faith held her breath, as Holder lifted the covers and lay down. The cool air from the black room flowed over her. The old mattress sagged under his weight. She struggled to keep from rolling into him. ‘What have I done,’ thought Faith, ‘acting slutty like that with someone I hardly know.’ She had teased him terribly, and now he may not keep his promise of only sleeping together. The bigger question was, did she want him too? Her boldness evaporated, leaving only timid anticipation. Would he...
After a long week of hard work, Maddy O Reilly enjoys putting her feet up and watching some of her favorite scenes from the Team Skeet archives. Today, she finds a video that has her hot and bothered as she sits by herself in the living room. She gets so turned on that she reaches down and touches herself. She feels that her vag is soaking wet, so she peels off her underwear slowly and drenches it in her juices. Then, she puts it in her mouth so she can taste herself! The thick MILF busts out a...
xmoviesforyouI called her the beach girl because I didn’t have anything else to call her. I saw her every day when I sat out watching the Gulf and the beach with my morning coffee, enjoying the early morning before I went in to start work.I’ve lived here for almost twenty years, since I was eighteen, and thought I knew everyone in my little corner of paradise. But I had never seen her before she just appeared one day – and every day after that.Since I work from home, I always dress in a white linen jacket...
Love StoriesDropping my towel as I lay down on the bed, I am still thinking of the conversation with my husband about having a professional photographer take nude pictures of me. I told him I couldn't do something like that. However, maybe I could have some pictures taken of me in lingerie but definitely not fully nude. He said it would be the hottest thing I had ever done for him. I start to wonder how he would reward me if I actually went through with it. Our ten year anniversary is coming up and I would...
LesbianAs Harley left the house, Billy Joe called to him, "I got the Packard all tuned up. She ticks like a Bulova watch. As soon as I got the engine set in place I kin finish modifying the mounts and have it running great. It is one fine car." Harley listened to the quietly running Packard in amazement. You are something else Billy, just something else." He motioned for Billy to follow and hurried out to the barn. As soon as the barn doors were opened Harley grabbed up the block and tackle, a...
I was at my Dr's feeling a bit down and she suggested that I was again to pay a visit to the private specialist clinic that uses sex therapy as treatment. The clinic caters wholly for BDSM and humiliation style treatments. An appointment was made and this time it would be just with the Consultant as the Covid situation was restricting nurse attendance in the clinic. I duly arrived and was greeted by the Consultant and told to completely remove all my clothes. She briefly checked me over...
Lisette learns lessons in love for a long warm weekend, where every day starts by intimate inspectionI insist on proper presentation, clean cute cunny and ass - open for fresh offers in erotic educationSo sweet submissive slave tasty teasing teen lovely looking Lisette has her enema after our breakfastEvery erotic sexy session starts same slave, do you remember my love lesson from yesterday evening?Try my best dear Professor Peter! Do you like how my hot holes warmly welcome your penile...
I love to have my cock sucked when in a cock ring. I get so rigid and last a long time. Last time was in late last fall, after sports seasons, in my car in a isolated part of a park. I connected with a younger man who want to suck cock. Neither of us could host. But it was late fall when softball fields are unused and students are in school. He knew a park with isolated ball field with parking. I put my cock ring on and drove to the location. I was unfamiliar with it, so was anxious about...
was not prepared for the fantastic things that have happened to me in the last year. I was a virgin when I married nihal right out of high school. We were everybody's "perfect couple" Nihal worked hard for a lot of years, and, last year, got the "big" promotion and was transferred to Battaramulla. We had to leave our little village for the first time in our lives. It was very scary, but our minister gave us an introduction letter to a church just outside of Battaramulla,...
His work roughened hands ran down her silky arm. ‘I don’t want to hurt you. My hands are so rough.’ She leaned against him, ‘I love rough hands, it shows a man that’s worked hard all his life.’ His mouth nipped along her neck, while his hands pushed her hair out of the way. ‘I love the way you smell and taste. I want you, need you and hunger for you, but I’m afraid. ‘Afraid…of what.’ ‘Afraid this isn’t real.’ She heard the catch in his voice and turned around to straddle him....
Chapter 1It is about 8 pm and Andy is heading home from college. She decided to go to school a few hours from home so that she had some freedom. Her parents didn't have a lot of money so what little they did save went towards school for Andy. This meant when she graduated from high school her parents had given her their old car for her to take back and forth to school. It was an older car with lots of minor problems but it was safe and reliable...normally. When Andy finished her last...
TeenHello everyone, my name is pruthvi. I am 18 years old from rajkot,gujarat. I am a student of engineering in a reputed college of rajkot. I am basically from surat. I got admission in a college in rajkot, so I got shifted. I live here as a PG (paying guest) there is no one sharing my room. So this incident happened few weeks back. My mid sems were over and now reading vacation was going on for our external exam. In the afternoon I was surfing on facebook for some hot girls, when I came across a...
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