He actually looked alert and rugged behind his scruffy, medium, grayish-brown beard and hair, which made him look interesting. I could tell by the gla...e in his eyes that he liked what he saw when I opened the door. I noticed how he immediately scanned me from head to toe the same way I did to him. He didn’t smile after I greeted him, but overall, he was respectful, so I let him into the room. As soon as he entered the room, I felt his cigarette smell, but since he wasn’t actually smoking, I. .Her curiosity however would not be denied. Bree closed her eyes, took a deep breath and then released it. When she finally opened her eyes she let them fall to the pages and began reading. August 3rdI don't know where to begin with today's entry. I wonder if I'm loosing my mind or maybe I've always been a sick weirdo. I'm so ashamed of what I did yet I can't get past what it did to me. I guess I should explain. The other day when I was in the bathroom I saw a pair of Bree's panties in the. Once more, I return to the black box and pull out a small bottle of lube. I get down on my knees at the edge of the bed and start gently applying it to your skin. First on your thighs, then ass, and finally your dripping wet pussy. I gently massage your glistening lips, then teasingly insert just my fingertip inside you. You're so unbelievably warm and wet that I feel myself growing hard again. I put the bottle of lube down and position myself so that I can finally taste you.I start by kissing. Instead she once more lowered her head...and began licking them clean.It didn't take long—less than a minute—to complete the task, but something about it, the complete and utter abasement of kneeling at his feet, naked and in chains, licking toilet water from his shoes, was setting her on fire. She had no time to analyze it—all she knew was she had to have his cock in her mouth—now.She sat up. Her eyes flickered up to him once—he was frowning down at her, but not angrily. He seemed intent, as.