"Natasha Tsarina is a single mature woman who loves writing erotica. She has lived in Europe, the United States, and Central America. She has explored her sexual fantasies during her travels, which can wake up your sexual arousals in the scene. In the collection of her erotic stories, you get some fiction from reality that are mysteries you have to figure out from her experience.
Welcome to the erotic world of Natasha Tsarina, where everything goes around with love."

Passion Desire Lust

　　I got off the snowmobile almost losing my balance in the deep snow. I hiked my backpack on my shoulder and made the short walk past my dad’s snowmobile and up the steps to the entrance door. After stomping off the snow from my heavy boots and brushing the flakes the best I could off my overalls I walked inside.


　　It was warm, and I could hear the crackle of the fire in the living room. The smell of roasted chicken lingered in the air mixed with my dad’s aftershave.


　　I hung up my overalls on one of the pegs by the door, and on my way to the living room, I dropped my backpack by the stairs leading up to the second floor. I was dressed in a thick wool sweater with a long-armed T-shirt under it. On my legs, I wore regular tights and then wool tights on top with heavy wool socks.


　　“Hi, Dad. Smells fantastic.” I said and kissed him on the top of his head before sitting down next to him on the sofa.


Chapter 110