The first was an antique leather-bound journal with a worn strap holding its covers shut, the second was a heavy envelope with my name, Melissa Gordon... written on it in neat (if old-fashioned) cursive hand. The letter inside was typed on expensive heavy-weight paper that had the company watermark in the center of the page. The letter explained that the law firm had been retained by a small, independent museum to find and return the accompanying diary to the nearest living heir of the doner.. She opened willingly and my tongue entered. I tongue fucked her bottom and, at the same time, used my thumb to stroke her pussy and clit. Another long moan escaped her lips as she came again, squeezing my tongue with the ring and thrusting her bottom into me. By now I was ready to cum myself so I raised my head and looked down at her. ‘I want you Gianna,’ I said forcefully. ‘I am yours caro,’ she said, ‘now. Do it now!’ I moved over her. I took my weight on my left arm as usual and with my. Mene dheere dheere 1 ungli andar dali. Usne kiss ka pressure badha diya tha and jor jor se kiss karne laggyi. Mene fir 2 ungli andar dal k fingering chalu kar di. Tadap badhne lagi uske andar and mere andar bhi. Uski siskariya chalu ho gayi thi.Fir mene use niche litaya and uske upar aake uski chut pe lund ragadne laga. Wo itni garam ho gayi thi ki usne apne hath se mera lund pakda and apni chut k centre pe laga k mere hips ko dabane lagi. Mene bhi fir bina der karte hue apna lund uski chut me. Eleven o'clock Saturday I left home and went to the park, I saw Charlie as he waved to me and quickly disappeared into the bush. Looking around to make sure I wasn't seen or followed I slip into the same area and found my way through the fence. Once inside the old boat house Charlie took my wrist and pulled me into the middle of the floor. He smiled at me and said '...this is how it's gonna be. One or tow guys will come in here and ask this question...any fuck birds in here...when you here.