. it's amazing.Finland has lingonberry jam and it's widely used to accompany a variety of dishes, from meatballs and pancakes to porridge and black pu...ding (blodpudding). Unlike Finland, in Sweden it is rarely used on bread. Many Swedes grow up picking lingonberries in the forest, and using these tiny tart red fruits to make a jam-like preserve.At the restaurang (restaurant) we had meatballs (köttbullar), mini sausages (prinskorvar) and cured salmon (gravad lax) rather than smoked, pickled. I can't have been an accident, 3 times in the span of what... 15 minutes? Come on. My thoughts cleared and I finished up the soup and left it to boil. I took the pork out of the oven and let it rest. Then I got a text, 'just left work, be about 30 mins. start w/o me if my dad is hungry. love you.' I sighed, I guess I would go ask his dad if he wanted to eat first. I washed my hands and walked to the living room. The tv was still going, but his dad was clearly asleep on the couch. I sat down on. "I guess you'll just have to be quiet, won't you?" she laughed, as shebuckled a white leather collar around my neck. Next, she lifted me up onmy elbows and knees, and I heard a leash being snapped onto the collar. Iglanced over my shoulder to see that the leash was made of a series ofwhite beads, which increased in size as they got closer to the collar."Now let's get you warmed up," she said. With that, she flipped the babydoll up over my backside, and started whaling on me with the riding. - I noticed that you look at my legs and bust every time you come here. Don’t turn crimson; there is nothing wrong about it. This is natural, I understand.She took my hand and put it on her knee. I looked at her questioningly.- I can’t hide the fact I like you a lot, – she said.I started stroking her legs slowly. She put her hand on my cock and squeezed it through the pants. Then she rose, turned with her face to me, put her leg over me and sat on my lap. I put my palms on her butt and we.