"Done." I said with a smile. "So, how are you doing?" Fine." He said while checking me out."And how is Inge?" I asked."Fine ... I think. But ... well ..... we have split up." He said."I'm sorry to hear that." I said to him with my sympathetic voice."It's no big deal." He said. "We still are good friends, but we worked out that we weren't really compatible as a couple." Well, that happens sometimes." I said. "But I'm glad you are still good friends." Well, we were friends before, and it was a. She needed to get ready for work. The hot water flowed over her and helped to calm her twisting stomach. She thought about what she was going to say to Oliver. It wasn’t even a question in her mind as to whether or not she should try to go back to him. She loved him. She knew that now. Love wasn’t always exciting, but it was reliable and real and lasting. Love was where she wanted to be. She didn’t think Oliver would be 100% opposed to getting back together. He still referred his patients to. I got my balance and we headed back into the till crowded hallway and made our way to the front door. The rush of cold air felt great…and I leaned against the car and had a smoke. Then I just needed to sit down so we got inside the car. My cell phone started to ring. It was my present girl toy and her boyfriend asking for directions to the party. As I was talking to her I suddenly threw the phone to my fiancé and tried to get the door open… I was too late. And I christened the door panel of my. My ankles sat directly on his broad shoulders. “I’m ready, baby.” I half-moaned to him. The camera panned across our intertwined bodies before zooming in as Justin’s dick pushed aside my fatty folds of sexual flesh. I moaned low and enjoyed the sensations he was creating between my thighs. With only two inches or so in, he paused so the camera man could get a good shot. A few seconds later, he pushed a few more of his numerous inches inside of me. My wetness covered his dick and my pussy.