When we had composed ourselves and got back to staring in amazement at the many naked beauties Robert said " if those made you do that then you should...look at some of the foreign ones" I searched through the pile and found one that I thought was french but I couldn't understand any of the writing on the cover but the picture told me it had men and women in it. I opened it up and flicked through a few of the pages trying to read the little blocks of writing to see if I could follow a story until. At least an inch long, they were darker and harder than they had been when I first saw them.I shifted my grip from the sides to her nipples and twisted them as I squeezed her tits with my arms.Emily wasn't yelling as much now. I think she was getting tired of struggling because she wasn't kicking out or trying to pull away from me. In fact, she was leaning back against me. Her eyes were locked on her image in the mirror where she could see what I was doing to her massive breasts."Ohhh," Was. After a while talking with everyone I got bored and started looking at her old photos on the walls and her keepsakes. I found her diary on a small table in her sewing room and had a quick look, I came across an entry saying she missed Dev's cock (my late Grandfather) or any cock for that matter. On more looking I found more entries of a similar vein. then I was called for lunch and returned the diary to the small table. While eating lunch I noticed how good looking Norma was for her age and. He liked it so much he decided to move here after the war. We actually met in the drugstore after school one day. I was a senior in high school and was about two weeks away from graduation. A bunch of us girls would go down to the drugstore after school, sit at the counter and spend most of the afternoon drinking one coke or a shake and talk about boys. Boy, we had such romantic ideas of men and women. None of us knew what we were talking about."Anyway, your father showed up and all of us spent.