I opened Julie's drawer, pulled out the book and flipped it open at the sheet of paper and began reading through it. It was laser printed, not hand wr...tten, and there was loads of it, written in a small font but perfectly easy to read. From the first paragraph my eyes bulged, but as I read further I realised that I had stumbled upon something that I was definitely never meant to see. This is what the note said:"Julie, my dirty little just-out-of-school slut, did you enjoy yourself last night?. “Cum for me,” she said on the backstrokes. “Cum.” Oh, God, I was close. I closed my eyes and focused on the feelings of her breasts wrapped around my cock, her lips and tongue on the upstrokes, the memory of being buried to the hilt in her pussy, her scent, the squishy sounds she made, her whimpers and groans, her insistence I cum for her, the idea of my semen blasting into her mouth. “Oh, fuck,” I said, not crying out as I wanted, but muting because of the snoring slug on the couch. I. Eventually it subsided and i lay exhausted on the floor. after we had all recovered i suggested we split up and tried to have some babys i paired with James, Alex paired with Alice. Paul paired with Anna and Steve paired with Jane. i took James up to my room and we lay there preparing ourselves and chatting a bit. then i snaked my hand along his chest now lets see about these fantasies of yours my hand slid down to his crotch and around his limp penis. it became hard within seconds, and boy was. She felt her Drill Sergeant's palm on the small of her back. The force applied was soft but clear, she bent forward at the hips until her head rested on the desk, right where her underwear lay. Upon it she could smell both herself and the unmistakable smell of a man. This wasn't something she was used to on her underwear but she found it incredibly exciting. The effect of the motion meant that her legs naturally turned inwards, spreading her hips and cheeks. There was no way that her Drill.