Oh what a day that was. You always remember your first. The once pristine Girl Scout was just a fucked up piece of white rape meat.Bubba looked over...at Ty. Watchin him fuckin the white bitch. It seemed like it wasyesterday but so long ago on the Delta. It was a different world then.The crying, the begging the whining brought back that day.They were just teens back then.Molly was hot piece of white trash. She had smiled at Bubba as their paths crossed going home. In those days if a. —Triumphant.—Sanguinary proofs.—The second entry.—My foreskin.—Twenty-four hours fucking.—Gamahuching.—Six days pleasure.—Camille returns. -------------------------Notes;1. During my visit to London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I stumbled on a family treasure. Apart from other things I also found a hump of books, diaries, and notes in the treasure which contained classic, Age-old, Erotic books, Novels, and Magazines probably collected by my Ancestors. They are all timeless. I graduated a few months ago and have since looked for a job. I want to get a job in a Finance department, but have not found the right job yet.This means that I spend a lot of time in the house when I am not on the job hunt.My hubby travels internationally every month. At times he can be gone for almost a month at a time. He is ok with this since we don't have any c***dren yet. I find the hardest part to be the lack of sex. Long before I got married, I was very sexually active. I love fucking. ”Kiera looked up at me in shock and I just nodded as I ate my breakfast. I had given spankings a couple of times during my early trips to the island, but it wasn’t something I enjoyed. Scarlett’s sidelong glance and the wink she gave told me she remembered my lessons in how to give a spanking. I had enjoyed how aroused she was after being spanked far more than giving the spanking itself.We made it through breakfast, but I was surprised that I hadn’t seen Marta yet. She had been at dinner last.