Number seven caused me to thrust my hips in the air in desperation. As the eighth bell tolled, so did I. A climax worthy of the name, my body shaking ...elplessly with the release, as I fell back on the sofa, drenched in sweat, and finally relaxed.Until a few months ago, I managed to hold down a part-time job as a retail assistant for a horologist. That's a watchmaker. Yes it is. Go look it up. Anyway, I was helping in the shop for this nice old guy, name of Dennis. He had been making and fixing. . Definitely not the best choice for 4th grade... In high school...Well, guess I'll start writing todays events, not much happened though. I went to school like normal, chatted with Mike and Simon in the first period (math). Then it was HER turn, I'm really tired of her class right now, seriously, who gives a diary as a homework assignment to a high schooler? With this, I almost believe in the friday 13 stuff thing. Where you supposedly have bad luck on this day. Last month was my 18th birthday. Joe was completely shocked as his mother told him she knew about his peeping and she realised he knew she was putting on an indecent show for him. It was obvious that they didn't know how this was going to go – were we going to punish them somehow? Quickly I told them not to worry, we had agreed not to tell anyone else. They looked relieved. Before either of them could speak, I said that both of us had enjoyed what had happened, and said we needed to discuss it more. We each told our stories so. .dads cockhead was so big! Much bigger than I ever saw.¨What a big boy I have now! Nice. I think I will tear you up with this tool.¨ said dad and stand up to take care about moms pussy.She was already lying on the table with all that food and drink around her.Dad took glass of vine and pour a little to her clit and pussy lips where he licked it.He was enjoying every piece of moms cunt when she moaned louder and louder.¨Come, I will tear up your wet cunt¨Mom sat to the edge of the table and dad.