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The Secrets of Brinkley Ridge
Date: 9/6/2015, Categories: Taboo, Author: TheTravellingMan, Rating: 17, Source: LushStories
muddled instant, placating her was the only approach to take. “Erm, thanks, erm, I think. Look, I should be going. I’m really sorry and I don’t want to get into trouble.” Her face softened, a corner of her mouth smiled and he reciprocated with a nervous smile of his own. She had toyed with him enough. He was so freaked out; she knew he would highly suggestible. With a long creak of chair legs against the marbled floor, she stood up. With one hand, she released each of the brass buttons and the jacket fell open. The blouse was tight over the swell of her generous bust. Putting a hand on her hip, it pushed the jacket away. Exaggerating the gait of her hips, she watched his reaction. Diverted to her tight riding jodhpurs, her body tingled as he gazed at the tight V-shape of her crotch. She met him for height; she was slim and walked towards him with an elegant economy of movement. The slow steps and the thud each one made caught his attention. He stared at her long knee length boots. She looked incredible and swallowed a little. “So like I said, I’m sorry and I should go, I know I’m in trouble, Please don’t tell Cally’s Dad.” His pleading sounded more insistent, she knew it was heartfelt. “You are already in trouble Scott. The question now is what are you going to do about it?” His body’s natural reaction reviled him, his fused brain told him just how sexually beguiling she was. Her attire, those boots and her beauty were intensely arousing. He could feel his cock strengthening ...