1. Ramp Part 1
  2. Ramp Part 2
  3. Ramp Part 3
  4. Ramp Part 4
  5. Ramp Part 5
  6. Ramp Part 6
  7. Ramp Part 7
  8. Ramp Part 8
  9. Ramp Part 9
  10. Ramp Part 10

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Rarely visited them Maxim, even occasionally staying overnight. He was alone for the time being, joking that he was looking for a suitable girl-nanny for himself. He and Lada had an even and friendly relationship, it seemed that he was not offended by them with his father. The treatment went to his advantage: he led an almost restrained lifestyle without major disruptions, although he did not deny himself every kind of entertainment.

It was a hot evening of early autumn; near the pool, father, son, Lada and the baby in a stroller were in an emotional conversation about the recently completed southern BM tour, to which R. M. did not let the girl go, making it clear that he did not like it. And she eagerly asked him about the "purely entertaining", as it came out from his words, trip. Maxim, teasing the former prim of his group, was crucified about the fascinating pastime of the children under the hot sun, about the warm reception of them by the public. A skeptical father listening to their conversation soon reminded Lada of the need to stack the baby. Stuttering was about the nanny, the girl the answer was a strict look of a businessman. Annoyed, she carried the child into the house, realizing that R.M. was unpleasant in sharing her memories with Maxim. In his mind, now she had only a respectable present and future with him and their children. And her frivolous past has become taboo. If Maxim could afford to be young and frivolous, then she relied maturity and sanity. Concluding the evening cosmetic procedures, sadly looking at her and really matured face in the mirror of the dressing table, Lada no longer found in him either carelessness or carelessness. And so longed for that 20-year-old Lada, which had nothing and at the same time had it all. R.M., who entered, kissed her on the top of the head and went into the bathroom: another session of conception began.

Glancing out the window and noticing the casting glances in this direction of the son remaining on the street, the man thoughtfully turned his eyes to the motionless girl in front of the mirror and called her. Having embraced the one who had come up, he pulled her close to him and noticed that he thought she was sad about the tour. Lada nodded. He said patronizingly that, of course, she would go on tour in the future when the children grew up and let him go to work, so that the whole family could rent a comfortable cottage and enjoy the rest. It sounded so authoritative and authoritative that she almost burst into tears, remembering his past assurances of her own independence. Continuing to develop his thought about the future of family well-being, he pulled the thin lace straps of his shirt off her shoulders and ran his hands along the tanned back. After making sure that the son is staring at their window, he clung to her supple lips and ran his fingers into the hollow between the buttocks. Having tortured her tongue, he turned the girl away from himself and again dug into her mouth, covering her breasts with his hands. At first gently stroking, then sensitively priminaya filled with milk hemispheres, brought Lada to complete exhaustion, so that as soon as he lightly touched her lower lips, they immediately pulsed under his sensitive fingers. She impulsively clutched at his hands and made a low moan. His skillful fingers leisurely rubbed the upper swollen point of the vagina, she would squeeze his arm convulsively with her legs, then she would relax her tense muscles, groping with impatience in his groin. Grabbing a limp penis with her fingers, she calmed down a bit and began to masturbate him, so that he soon relieved her excitement. The man looked up from her swollen lips, and she looked out the window: Maxim, still sitting by the pool, sipping his drink, glanced at their bedroom windows. Escaping, she lay down on the bed and spread her arms. Carefully removed the robe R. M.conveniently lay down on it and, without haste, sink deeply into its prepared hole.

Then Lada believed that she became pregnant on that day. At least, that is how the test indicated. They spent a family respectable holiday in an expensive resort in the velvet season: no frenzy and excesses, except for extensive shopping. Shortly after the first birthday of her son, Lada gave birth to a daughter in the same clinic with the same staff during the birth. R. M. was sincerely happy. The girl was pleased that she was not tormented by difficult feelings: she waited for the baby and lovingly accepted her. Now Lada got everything she dreamed about in a small rented apartment. (Especially for eroticspace.infosexitails.org) In addition to women's happiness. For the couple of months, while she was resting from the second, more difficult childbirth, she turned into a typical crazy mom who takes care of children from morning to evening. Being a creative person, she approached the upbringing of children creatively, tirelessly developing a son who started to speak and lovingly fiddling with her daughter.

Having fulfilled the terms of the contract to the end and, finally, considering herself free from a part of obligations, Lada drew in her mind an ideal picture of her future life, dedicated to work, to children. There was no place for bed-dodging with the babies who became unpleasant to her. She believed that she had paid in full for everything, and deserved his friendly disposition and long-awaited freedom. It seemed that he was not opposed to fulfill his promises regarding her. The beginning was successful: Lada slowly began to work at the club, where the young mother was happy to be met by the staff. R. M. only expressed concern if the babies would not be wholly hung by the nurse; she dissuaded him from such fears. And believing in the noble thoughts of a businessman and the opportunity to meet her happiness, inspired by Lada, full of creative enthusiasm and in the absence of material problems, she returned to the light of the ramp. The pretentious young mother has never been so good, rich in ideas and in demand. She tried to go on stage herself, and the public enthusiastically accepted the former rapper’s dancers. She was again called choreographer for youth groups, R. M. pushed her on TV as a stage director for dance programs, for TV shows, she even starred in episodes. Intoxicated by the wide open possibilities of artistic life, having the support of a generous sponsor, Lada, after a couple of years of virtually no presence in the show party, once again became famous and overgrown with friends. And with pleasure I caught on myself the delightful looks and compliments of men, gradually looking at letting them go. Lada missed without warmth.

For those who change the girls, who can’t stop at any particular BM, the thoughts of the former, the best mistress did not remain a mystery: they and Lada understood each other well. Therefore, it was not a surprise for the girl herself to casually drop his offer of a meeting: observing simple precautions, the bored lovers soon entwined themselves in a close embrace in his apartment. “I knew you would come back.” Where are you without me! - Maxim laughed. - And you?! - teased And yet, and even coming after work, either to her, or to him, quickly throwing her clothes off, insatiably pressed down on each other's groin to suck up their love juices and quench the desire that burned them a little. The taste of forbidden pleasures warmed up their lustful mutual craving, although both understood that there was no longer any excitement: too much separates them. BM, as before, teased Lada with her insatiability by men, refusing to believe that she was not sleeping with his father. Such mockery touched the girl, and his wound up, turning sex into exciting fights that fascinated her too. Experiencing some confusion before R. M. and vague guilt before the children waiting for her, exhausted, Lada returned to her home that had not become her own, trying not to notice the suspicious glances of the owner and quickly spreading a pair of cutters to run to the children.That, having laid them, to retire in the guest room.

The delightful look of the young mother of her children intrigued a businessman who was not ignorant of her successes in the field of glamor and showbiz. With growing displeasure, he watched the girl preening before going to work in expensive clothes, famously leaving ...

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