You fingers are stroking your pussy through your skirt. As I watch I see you lift your skirt, exposing a pair of panties as your hand travels back up...and resumes it position at your pussy. You stroke through the fabric and it’s all I can do to raise back up. There is a huge smile on your face and I know I’m grinning from ear to ear. I lean across and whisper “that looks wonderful. I can help you with that, you know” “By all means, please do.” You respond. I stand up, barely able to. “Come now,” Donald says as Emma calms herself, “Let just go into the living room and enjoy your mother’s next entry. Don’t worry about me sending you away.”And Emma’s sopping ceased, and Donald wiping the tears from her eyes, she smiles at him and just nods.Settled on the couch, Donald against the pillow at one end, Emma nesting against him with the diary in front of them, Donald begins to read.April 27, 1974After Edward ‘straighten me out’ Friday afternoon, he told me as he drove me home that. The ultimate thrill and adrenaline rush. Classes starting soon. Contact blah blah blah..."I couldn't phone quick enough and I was soon registered as a trainee and eagerly anticipating the beginning of my life-changing activity.When I told the dragon what I had done her scornful laugh cut me to the quick and when she went on to point out the danger involved to an elderly codger like me I began to have second thoughts. Unfortunately I had given the bloke on the phone my credit card details and a. "Tell me how much you wanna suck it." Please let me suck you off." She pleaded, "I wanna suck your big cock 'til you cum down my throat." I looked down at Trish Stratus kneeling on the grubby locker-room floor with her bouncy, false tits sitting perfectly on her healthy frame; she wasn't looking at my face because she seemed completely transfixed by the rock-hard 10-inch prick waving I her face. She began kissing the engorged head of my cock and in between her sloppy ministrations she was.