Dear Diary,Tuesday, 31st day, 8th monthIf I knew not better, I wouldst think the foul stench had migrated from each of their mouths to their very soul....They arose on Monday, almost at the lunch hour.To listen to the three of them, it was my bedding that covered them with vomit, not they that ruined my bedding. I had to heat enough water over the fire to fill our bathing pot enough times for each of them plus the clothes they had seen fit to sleep in. To hear them, it was my fault that water. We would be a great combo, I’m not saying that we would have to always agree, especially since you are the boss, and I would do everything that you say and complete it with haste and fruition.’ She takes a breath and looking flushed, ‘And for the second part, which is a little more personal. I’m not great when it comes to crowds. Work places, like this, would be fine, because I could just throw myself into what I’m doing and forget about the people around me. But for me to stand up and make a. ..She said he was very excited and making a lot of noise while she was sucking him, she felt like it was too much, like maybe he was exaggerating.But that didn't matter, he grabbed her and lay her down on he bed on her back, and put his body over hers, looking in her eyes as he opened and penetrated her with his dick. She was overwhelmed with that... she knew it was wrong... but she felt so good and excited, all she could think about is to lay down and let him do his thing.But he wasn't about. Once more leaving her breasts cum-coated, and glistening in the early moon-light."Tell Bobby when you see him, that if he still wants to have his cock sucked, or jacked ... he can call me. Provided he's willing to accept things the way they are," she added. "I'm enjoying this, and have no intention of stopping or going back now. So make sure you tell him that when you see him next, if he's even still interested."Larry seemed shocked, somewhat surprised to hear her tell him that, but he nodded.