The new fuel injectors are great, if they get past testing."It's a weird term to use – pushing the envelope; it's an engineering term. What my lady ...eans, is that the performance of the model of sports car she has been developing, is exceeding it's original expected limits; they have gone beyond the boundaries set by the designers. Why can't she just say this? Why "push" an envelope at all, and not break it, or open it, or just exceed it?My lady interrupts my deliberations of her linguistic. Licking sucking for a few moments I pulled off it and looked up at him. His eyes closed. FUCK ME.I said and lay back on the bed. He gently pulled off my petti-pants gasping seeing my tiny bald smooth clitlit. He ran his hand overtop of my stockings and inner thighs before his fingers found my hole. I moaned as he probed my hole finger fucking me like a girl. You are fucking gorgeous as he raised my legs I positioned myself with my ass up. His cock so hard he did not have to guide it to my. My mother was kind. She cared for me with the whole of her heart. For those of you that do not know me, I am Nina, daughter of Melanie and Lucius. Melanie was a mother and a wife. Her love for everyone was greater than I could ever imagine. To my mother, I bid adieu. With love, I bid farewell.’ Nina dropped to a kneel beside her mother, face buried in her hands. A man proceeded down the aisle, face grave, shoulders proud. He carried another red candle, pinching the base of it in two fingers,. He wanted to lie down, but the sound continued. Only this time, a female voice was shouting his name.“Tristan!”BOOM-BOOM-BOOM-BOOM-BOOM! He slowly turned his head toward the entrance of his loft. It was a large iron barricade that slid open like a barn door. He had locked it shut earlier in the evening. As soon as Tristan took a few steps, he collapsed. His eyes rolled back and he blacked out.“Tristan, invite me in! Please!”The redhead who was standing behind the door was growing frantic. She.