There's one thing though, you've got to tell me all about it. Otherwise it's too much like cheating." We looked in each other's eyes and he knew that ... knew and I knew that he knew that all of our little games had been leading up to this and that I would go all the way with Ronald and tell my husband to be all about it afterwards. Still looking at each other we got undressed. Jack fucked me on the sofa, on the kitchen table, in his bed and in the bathroom.Two days later, I went to their place.. He said you were complicated.’ ‘Complicated?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘I have no idea how to take that.’ It was better than other things he could have said. Maybe it was like saying, ‘Your baby looks intelligent,’ instead of, ‘What an ugly kid.’ ‘Ask him. He’ll tell you.’ ‘Can you tell me some stuff about him?’ ‘It depends on what you want to know.’ ‘He seems pretty smart. No, he seems very smart. He talked about some courses he skipped. And he seems to know about a lot of things. He helped me with my. In the position she was in, it was easy for him to force his cock into her throat. He rammed his enormous shit-stained member all the way into his mother's throat, not pausing until his balls were hanging in her eyes. He fucked in and out of her throat, occasionally pulling out enough so she could get a breath, then slamming the entire foot-long cock back into her throat. Carol's lips and tongue did a good job of giving her son's cock an involuntary but thorough oral cleaning.Ayesha had been. He wantssomething of all the skills that I have. The truth is that he will neverbe a great chef, but he could be a very good one. But I cannot tell himthat. I just cannot afford to lose him. I can never blurt out the way Ifeel. He would leave in terror.Until he came into my kitchen my life was so normal, but now it is inpieces. There is that sense of joy that love can bring, but how can yoube happy when you face the impossible?Diary Entry 4It is done, and I am still alive - but only.