Ingrid’s Tit

Then getting serious he added, “You know, what we did was pretty fun.” I nodded. “I might, I think I, well, maybe I owe you one.” He paused, “Craig?” I looked at his face intently. “She doesn’t mean it when she says that. But, maybe we don’t need Ingrid.”

We were in total agreement.

Sadly, Ingrid had other ideas. She sent me the video she made. Instead of videoing me fucking her titties the whole video was of me as a cocksucker. She texted too, implying that with the right editing it would be pretty incriminating.

She wanted us to come back again, but insisted that the terms of our bargain needed to change.

Let me know if you want a part 2.

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