We don’t usually yell at each other, but if you can’t have a nice yell in Italy then where the hell can you?“Looking at ... You’re an art hist...ry major!”“Flunked. Where the hell are you?”“Kitchen!”“That’s not where the fucking is!”Okay, so no tea for me. I hastily downed a glass of orange juice and reported for duty. Mel was no longer naked, but this was almost better. She was lounging on the bed in some very expensive looking white lingerie, including a teddy so transparent I only saw some. Journal, Sept. 20 - I haven't done this since I was sixteen bit I've decided to keep a diary. I wonder how different it will be than twelve years ago? Anyway, I'm in my new boardinghouse. And I'm not going to have to listen to what I did in the other place. Bonnie is divorced so there won't be any men here. I'll write some more after I get settled in.Dear Diary - Boy, is teacher ever quiet. I knew, at school, that she was kind of shy but, at home, she's even worse. I wonder if she has a. Sabse pehle me bata dun ki ye kahani ek dam sacchi hai wo bhi last week kiKahani shuru hone se pehle me batadun ki me bachpan se football khelta hun aur gym bhi join kiya hua he to kafi athletic hun :) aur aunty ka figure kafi accha hai unke bhare hue boobs wo bhi bilkl bade bade or gol golUpar se unka dressing sense pehenti to wo shalwar kurta aur sadi he lekin jis tarha ki fitting rakhti hai wo kapdo me use dekh ke koi bhi unka deewana ho jaye..Ab aate he meri maa pe wo badi khoobsurat hai 55. When I was injecting, his ass crack and smooth skin made me horny. I could see his pubic hair, that gave me a hit. I wanted to have sex with him that very moment. But I am a doctor and I cannot do this. Plus the patient’s father was also sleeping next to him.But I was so horny that I could not control myself. My fingers were rubbing on his bums more than normal time. Ramzan did not object and I did not stop.After a minute, my fingers reached his front side. My fingers passed through the bush of.