"Why would these cretins treat their friend so horribly?" she askedherself aloud.She turned the page to the final entry in the journal. The page wassm...ared with blood. It read: Wednesday, October 8 2003The animosity has reached the breaking point between my friends andme. I no longer have any friends and just about fifteen minutes ago, Itried slashing my wrist. That is why there's blood. However, Icouldn't bring myself to commit suicide, so out of anger, I cut myselfwith my sword along my left. I placed his hand on my crotch look what you've done to me. He put his other around me and grabbed my ass firmly pulling me into him. He began passionately kissing my neck and I could feel his bulging cock pressing into my thigh. I have been fantasizing about this moment for a long time too he said. I can't believe this is really happening. After months of waiting and my flirting through out the day I couldn't wait any longer. Oh daddy I want your big black cock inside me right now. Please. .. but maybe caring. I felt a real connection with her, and not just at the groin, though that was good, too. Her legs locked behind my back and she pulled me even further into her. Our voices were becoming louder, more intense. Once again, I felt myself getting swept up in her pssion, and I think she was getting swept up in mine, too. We were feeding back into each other, like a microphone picking up its own sound. We were building to climax. I looked down, and saw Mel's swollen furiously hot. I lowered the camera and smiled at her as I said, "It's alright, go ahead like I'm not here."She looked at me quizzically for a second and then grinned as she went back to work on the bed. I went back to taking pictures but I noticed that she was now moving slower and pausing ever so often when she was stretched out one way or the other. She also wore a big smile the whole time.When she got up on the chair to dust, I noted that she had her legs wider apart than normal and her ass stuck out.