More entries will come as I find time to write.By far one of my favorite things is being "forced" to clean my cum from a pussy. I have no interest in ...leaning up another mans cum or having another man clean up my cum from a pussy, no disrespect to those who do, its just not my thing. One of my ultimate fantasies is to experience cleaning my girlfriends pussy with several days worth of my cum in it. Ideally I'd love to first try it by having her put on a pair of latex, or other impermeable. I’ve waited so long to see him again, to touch him again. Trying to convince myself to relax, I remind myself that we are only friends. Very good friends, maybe, but just friends. But my body knows differently as the tingles of anticipation run up and down my spine. Impressing on me how intensely I desire him. Waiting is so hard. The dogs start to bark and I know he is here. The doorbell rings and I jump, my heartbeat accelerates even as I take a few, hopefully calming deep breaths. Opening the. They fucked from there, of course, and I finished myself, gasping loudly, drowned out by Leah's surprised yelps as he fucked her like an a****l.DecemberFinally given in. Last night, Tom carried Leah suspended on his cock (his hands on her ass lifting her up as she hugged his torso) down the hall, opening my door with her butt.I was of course rubbing one out to the noises they had been making, in fact so bold as to sit above the covers, my cunt spread open, rubbing to almost the point of orgasm. Just beyond the patio someone had built a rock garden, and filled it in with sand. The sand had been raked in a series of circular patterns. There was a desolate kind of beauty to it, the patterns in the sand drawing you to the monolithic rocks sat in the sand sea.My mind drifted to last night. My confessions left me feeling vulnerable. I knew I could blame it on the codeine if I needed to though. I also thought about how talented Anna was at deep throating for a lesbian. I didn’t allow my.