But it wasn't that he left that had her fuming. It was what he left FOR: a 20-something with blond hair, big boobs, insipid giggle, and a trust fund. ...Even that would be easy to explain as a mid-life crisis gone overboard, but the part that really pissed her off was when he told her that she "would do anything and everything" in bed! Bastard.So now she sat here, 45 years old with grown children, no husband and sexually at her peak. Well, the days of 'Don't go there' were done. Tonight she was. So what if there are a large number of consumers who want a small pickup truck. We’re not making that because selling bigger pickup trucks is more profitable. We’re going to practice a form of engineering that forces specific kinds of consumer behavior because it makes it easier to take advantage of them.Some of these manipulative schemes had a sinister feel to them, although it would be hard to say that they were truly evil. Do you want a new small house with a small plot of land for a garden?. She always wore a collar, however: an elegant choker when in public, and her slave collar at home. It constantly reminded her of her position, and more often than not, that alone was enough to keep her in a perpetual state of very mild arousal."Give it time," said Ian as he looked down at her, taking in her beautiful curves once more. Going on looks, she was way out of his league. He stood over her, unshaven, wearing jeans and a T-shirt. He knew that strangers often looked at them, wondering. Then I made him lay on the floor while I stroked his cock. “I need some attention,” I said. I slid up his chest and lowered myself on his face, my leather miniskirt completely hiding him. I felt his tongue on my pussy and I leaned into his face. His tongue licked up one side of my pussy and down the other, pausing to flick my clit on every pass. I rotated around and, still pushing my wet pussy into his face, began sucking his pulsating dick. His tongue was moving faster and faster and I.