”Mihir’s hands restlessly began straying on her chest, caressing her sagging breasts all the time. His fingers kept exploring her clothes in searc... of her nipples. Amba knew that he was growing enormously between her thighs and she needed to stop him before he goes out of bounds.“For God’s sake leave me,” Amba gathered the strength to push off his hands from her breasts. “I want you to leave this room at once.”Mihir looked thoroughly disappointed at his grandma’s defiance. He had presumed that. I told him to come lick Janie. He almost dived into her pussy and started to lick her magnificent clean shaven cunt. His mouth and tongue delved into her, sucking, licking, and every now and again she would pull her head off my cock and watch his head between her legs. She wrapped her legs around his back and started to push herself into his mouth. I could she was starting to cum, because she sucked harder on my cock while watching him bring her to orgasm. I saw that he had a finger inside of. We chatted about what happened and about sex. He asked all sorts of questions about what I knew. Then out of the blue he asked if his was the biggest cock I had ever seen? I lied and said yes. However I had seen a monster black one going in and out of a girl from the town who I knew from the ice cream parlour. As thick as my arm and a full 10" long it was.Anyway he asked if I would like to see it again. I said sure why not no harm in looking?He flopped out a three quarter hard cock. It looked. The letter ended with a brief but firm postscript that the museum in question wanted to avoid any notoriety that might come with the publication of this journal. Furthermore, with their delivery of the package to its rightful owner, the firm's obligation to any involved party was now ended.The letter raised far more questions than it answered. Who wrote the diary and when? Who donated it to the museum and how were they related to me? What museum would not want an original document from probably.