Coming down fromthe high or something. It was just fuckin' humiliating is all. Shelaughed in my damn face and I had to look fucking stupid.Fuck this... I'm going to sleep.Saturday, January 20th, 2018I feel better.You know, I thought this whole thing was stupid but here I am on aSaturday morning writing in a fucking diary.I tried Dr. Swalley's number and some guy answered. Deep voice prickasking who I was. Said I had the wrong number. Got pissed when Iasked how long he'd had the number. . With no other option left, I began to suck on his cock. The taste of his precum along with a bit of salt was filling the taste buds of my mouth. His hands went onto grab my boobs and played with them. He was saying all kinds of nasty things.“yes yes, suck on it bitch, show your husband what kind of a bitch you are.”Normally such a comment should have made me cry, but it didn’t. I liked it and made me hornier. He must have understood it as I was sucking his cock harder and deeper. He continued. One video crew even had a stabilizedcamera on a long boom which they held above the girls as they walked. Ace'sidea to gain publicity for The Three Jacks was definitely working. The questionnow was whether or not he could draw in the customers, especially to the ratherpricy one night private club.The crowd was packed tighter than ever and the girls seemed to be going againstthe flow. Julie screeched when someone dumped a full hurricane down her front.It was apparently an accident, however,. "I can't stay long. What had you so deep in thought?" she said casually as she poured herself a cup of coffee."Um, oh nothing. I was just thinking about Brian. I spoke with him last night," I offered, hoping she didn't notice me blushing. I was trying to sound laid-back as if it was just a normal mother-son chat."Hey, speaking of Brian," she said, now with a little more animation in her voice, "you never told me... how did the 'accidental surprise' work out? Did he ever say anything?"Anne was.
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