Way of life, this family, if you will,” I declared, wondering how much Inga had divulged already.“Oh, we spent little time talking, but, it’s tr...e that she mentioned a lot of your ideas as well as hers, and let me just say that I favor the idea of living here in Denmark most of the time, maybe spending time in the States and elsewhere, but mainly in this house. Both of you would always be welcome in my home. It could be our home instead, you know. I’ll retire from the bank, stop and smell the. But instead, I said hello back, probably sounding very awkward. I looked at this girl curiously. Megan Ford. Eighteen years old and gorgeous. Known for being a party girl drunk every weekend. I didn't really know her too well. In fact, I barely knew her at all. We've never spoken a word to each other before that moment. The whole reason I was even in that bathroom in the first place is because Megan passed me a note in the hallway the day before. It was strange, I would say, that she had given. Placing my hands around my younger lovers neck as he placed his hands on my ass and we pulled each other close as we started kissing. We soon started undressing each other and once naked Nick pushed me onto the bed. He made his way to between my legs and started to muff me. He took his time licking my pussy and clit, bringing me eventually to climax. I moaned as he continued to muff as I orgasmed. After I finished orgasmning I pulled him up by his hair, our lips met for a short kiss as he. More and more, it required an actof will to remember why she should feel anything but delight at beingmastered by such a domineering man.He knelt down, lifting her chin lightly and guiding her to her feet. Amanmelted at his touch, placidly complying with her enemy's every whim. Herbreathing quickened, and she was keenly aware of the full weight of herbreasts beneath his gentle touch. Her breath came out in ragged gaspsnow, moaning openly as his hands explored her nubile form. With eachtouch,.