conflict of interest

 

greg was mad when he saw her for the first time ... she was beautiful, she totally cut him off ... black hair like a charcoal and an ass that would cost him to kill everyone... a special style of walking as if he was jumping but so graceful he did not mind (he was pretty picky ...). she never looked at him directly, even though she was flirting with every guy she had just met and lou was quite pissed offo f that ... but he did not want to get involved ... he was not the guy ... he was waiting, but as always ... he did not even have a mood in his current situation. although he was still charming, but who was receptive and knew him well (and did not meet such people so much), he could see that his ever-glowing eyes had lost a piece of long-lasting shine... even in the opinions he was a little more straightforward and sometimes he simply did not care ... they met at one corporate party just before he left laussane... she called herself fea (catherine reminds herself too ordinary) and greg had been a paff of her even more than when he used to watched her through the lunch time ... she was completelly different than gina ... cheerful and immediate, she loved music, wine, art and architecture ... she was beautifully laughing, she had a blush on her face and she could not get red even though she was quite uncertain in some situations ... they spent together at the party all evening, and then they stayed in one very nice bar where only two couples like them were walking (disappointed with one relationship and kicking the new one with the hope that they will never get back into the bar again, but they all always hope for it). It was one hour in the night and greg ordered a bottle of sena wine by eduardo chadwick ... the bartender was a nice guy, cured alcoholic. he liked people, and when he could help he helped find their lost soul ... only two of them sat there but they did not notice it. the radio one played washed out - hard to say goodbye... fea said about her childhood and a tyrant daddy, for whom she has run away from home several times. greg listened to everything with interest, and her opening was very sympathetic to him. he let her talk ... when they finished, he ordered taxi and went on a journey to her home. he did not think he was going to her. he only asked for the number and escorted her in front of the house where they put their kisses like two good friends ... they met again when greg returned from the states where he was in a boring conference and his only experience was when used black socks got out of his very expensive leather pouch him after he left gina on the important meeting... and that's what greg seemed like ... like used socks that got out of a leather bag for two thousand bucks ... he felt pretty miserable ... rather like a pike… he only thouhgt about fea and wrote her more than enough ... they knew about each other almost everything through the hours and hours of writing, so it was useless to give them more space to get to know each other better than to sleep together ... invited her for the weekend to the cottage in the middle of a small insignificant lake ... they got mad just after they arrived ... they both liked it very much, although ... fea smelled differently and chuckled differently, in sex would she was a little crazy and nothing was strange to her, she was experiencing it more than enough, and greg felt that she was really enjoying it ... she was not ashamed at all ... it was terribly impressive for greg ... it took him a moment to understand her body and was nervous enough, but a couple of bottles of red did their own and they did no do anything else all the weekend ... they just fucked, ate, drank, and laughed ... greg desired for this feelings a years, but now it did not happen when it came. he felt terribly empty and had great reproaches. he found himself a friend... a perfect girl who understands him and he understands her... her common interests and hobbies, but he was still thinking of gina. he smoothed fea, but he knew it was gina ... he slammed fea, but he thought of gina ... he joked but he did it all just for the bitch that destroyed his life and he can not forget it ... fuck! on the sunny sunday afternoon they went to the boat and greg was not completely in his skin ... he wanted to tell fea that it would not work but he could not say anything, but ... she knew it, he knew it and new it the boat engine as well, which did not jump ...

 

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forest full of feelings

 

they did not even talk to each other once or twice ... any eye contact was not done either. but they beautifully fucked... with the full engagement and determination, anguish and reconciliation. they had known each other and had been sleeping together for a long time ... they did not hurt and really enjoyed each other. one another and myself. eventually, after more than one hour of running, they merged together into a really gigantic orgasm and eddie squirted into Lucy. they  were laying in the bed for a moment and breathed deeply... a burst of leaves was heard in the windows ... the fall was coming and the clock showed half past one in the night.

lucy thinks at steven ... she feels very nice with him. yesterday, he bought her roses and went to the SPOTT for a ridge monte bello by santa cruz mountains winery. they smiled a lot, lucy looked beautifully. everyone could keep eyes on her. she wore like a queen. she knew she had... she wanted to show up and she wanted to go out. steven was wealthy, cheerful, he was overlooking, friendly, standing and he has the power. besides, he was an incredible sympathetic, and all those cows that have seen them together were envy. his only deficiency was that he was bored in bed. not that he did not know how to do it. he tried but he lacked ideas and fantasies, he did not show his feelings very much, he could not change the pace of the game, he did not speak nasty, could not be rough and did not have a big dick ... just average (otherwise in the other absolute above average). after all, he has suffered by his size since his youth ... the other boys showed their contempt and made fun of him in the school changing rooms and then in the dressing rooms when he grew up. it was also one of the reasons why he stopped sports although everyone predicted him a huge professional career ... and he knew he had on it.


sex and sexual satisfaction are more than vital for lucy. she is not considered a nymphomaniac, nor is she frustrated, but good and regular biting is one of the pillars of her life's happiness and greatly influences her behavior. just like the relationship with steven. he just can not do that. thah´s why she still alives the relationship with eddie, who has nothing and all his life's peripetitions, he does not believe much, but he's crazy with him in bed. he'd always been able to fuck well after these years ... he was the opposite of steven. tough and harsh, he liked experimenting, he always knew exactly what lucy was in the mood and what she wanted, and he always brought her into the fantastic orgasm. without eddie would be uploaded ...


eddie was thinking about Lucy ... he still loves her still, although he has officially broke up many years ago ... he tried a few other relationships, but the program meant ... he wanted everything to be like in the past but much time has passed (lucie wants more) ... every day on those thursday fucking he hopes something will change, but it's always the same ... sex without words and kissing (lucy only does not want it, it will come too personal) ... then separate showers (eddie walks like a second one and he does not shine to keep her unconcerned. he looks at her how beautiful she is and wants to touch her face and hair, but he will not) and they turn each others back in her bed.


the alarm clocks they shoot separately...


"so, next thursday" she wrote him after a few days with another misfortune sex with steven thereafter he showed her coachella flight tickets... oscar and the wolf - breathing

 

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love and married

 

mary knew long time ago that something was wrong with her. some guys liked her pretty much, and when her goats grew a bit, she started to go to the cinema with them and after the movie she got hit and kissed in the park behind the cinema´s parking place. she was still cool, and she liked it quite well, though she still lacked a sense of inner dissatisfaction, but she believed it would come. moreover, she threatened to challenge her troubled child when she raised up a tortured alcoholic father. he never dared to marry, but the older sister brothers really enjoyed him ... rather, he enyojed them ... and it was not a nice poking ... her first guy was a half-sister billy, where she stayed the whole weekend overnight when she was fifteen. uncle billy was a bloody overgrown pig of drinking beer in one piece already from the same morning .... mary liked him pretty much because he always came when her half-father was weaving ... they were watching tv together and the billy was already nailed. he opened another graveyard and when he reached it with one shot, he said mary to come to him and sit down on him ... mary still remember that there was a doyle tim show on tv ... uncle billy was biting her goats and then he pulled off her panties. he smelled of beer and pepper chips. mary did not know what to do ... he told her to pull the sneakers off and put his dick in his mouth and do nothing, just pursed his lips ... he put her fat, dirty fingers in her cunt and ass ... in a while he came into her mouth ... he tell her to swallow it that it would not do anything to her ... then she sat down on himself. he has quite huge dick as he was fat. mary did not worry, but she was not nice to her too ... uncle billy splashed straight into her ... he did not do it at all ... when he was done, let mary go to wash and said to her to no one to say is ... after a few months, billy had missed a peck ... she had not gone to the funeral... another of her might was her college professor, mr. miller. he was an old worthy master with a flattened collar and a short white beard that his woman died a while ago. mary liked how gentle he was and once mr. miller called her into the cabinet. mary had a long dress. she put down her panties a moment before in the girls' toilets. he did not have to say anything, mary had relieved him, she knew exactly what she was going to do. she rolled her skirt up to her hips and sat down on his desk. she liked how his beards were shining on the inside of her thighs. she went for "tutoring" once a week. mr. miller has always been just licking her cunt. it was enough for him. mary has mastered the literature test for A ... she also had a great number of classmates, but she picked older guys. she did not admit it, but she was searching in them her father, whom she had never known ... at high school she was already clear that it would not go with the guys. she closed herself and did not talk to anyone. here and there somebody shuddered, but she did it just to feel that she was with someone, feel his skin and body... she did not care about these guys, and she hated it when they put her dick in her cunt and led him with the nasty speech or they say they loved lher during the orgasm ... it was even worse. but she found it quite helpful when she was thinking of sheila, he teacher of japan language who wore a boy's dress and had short hair. she smoked one after another and listened to sébastien tellier - kilometer (simply a lesbian like a whip). sheila was pretty dull, she smelled of a special kind of musk, which was incredibly excited to mary and did not wear a strings. mary had fallen in love with her from the very beginning. their japanese lessons shrank into dialogue for only two of them ... the others did not say anything, and they were glad to concentrate on their own, insignificant nurseries. one crying morning (it was the end of april), which mary preferred to fall sleep, decided that invite sheila for drink, but not as they used to when they were with the others, only their two ... just like a classic date ... her roommate went to her parents Into the bakku, so she had the whole apartment for herself. she cleared a bit (well, all the rags stuffed under the bed), settled (which she had never done before), put the dishwasher in the dishwasher and water the flowers (they had only one cacti) and chill out the wine to which she bought on the basis of advice for extra money in the wine shop hall eighteen seventy - three cabernet sauvignon 2013 and wondering what they will listen to for the music togehter. she did not invent anything and went to shower. she was showering for a long time, and she really cared about it. she was thinking about sheila and she was very excited ... (her cunt was very wet). she had not feel so well for a very long time ... when she arrived to the class for an hour, there was already waiting laughing sheila. no one else was there. great, mary thought ... when sheila announced the joyous news to her, mary was terribly happy, but she could not resist ... they talked for a short while, then she apologized for not feeling too good today. she wished sheila good luck in pregnancy and everything good for a wedding ... then she sat on the first bus in the hamlet where her parents had their grandmother's house and where she was so happy when she was a little girl. she used to go there every weekend, help her grandfather on the meadow, and feed the rabbits ... but it's been long time gone ... no grandparents or rabbits live anymore ... the letter did not mary write for the farewell ... she did not think she'd write anything about it. . pitty the wine…

 

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