This is the diary to chronicle events which took place in the last 43 years of my life.This the year 2011, month of February and am 64 years old. Pres...ntly, I am sitting at my desk in my posh house in New Delhi and writing this diary.My vital organs are failing and I could be gone within next month or so. Before, I say anything much further this diary once completed should be put in a secret shelf in my house and should never be opened. I have already instructed this to my elder son, who will. "Alicia knew deep in her heart what she wanted. "I haven't spoken to him about it, but I want to travel at his side."Gwen's eyes widened and her tone was filled with disbelief when she said, "A sellsword?" Yes. I want to share in every moment of his life." I ... I simply do not know what to say. I fear for you, Alicia." You don't believe I'm capable," Alicia said quietly, and then hung her head with a sigh.Gwen paused, seemingly at a loss for words. Finally, she said, "I do not know. Trell is. ..I swear I could of came hard in that mouth! Then the mouth let go of my cock and moved up to my face and kissed me. For a few moments as the mouth and mine shared a tight deep kiss a pair of hands grabbed my cock and began stroking it. Then as the mouth's tongue pleasured mine all I could think of was who was this, I need to know! So the mouth went down on me again...this time sucking my balls as it made love to my cock. I started to open my eyes to see who this incredible person was who was. Like she had earlier. "Fuck me, please fuck me. I want you inside me again, I want to feel your dick pound into my pussy. Fill me with it. Then I want you to fill me with your cum again. Fuck me like a slut," Karen begged. Paul positioned himself between her legs and entered her again. He was lifting her off the bed as he again started to slam away. I could see his long cock now working her pussy, which was dripping. Her juices ran over her pussy lips and his cock. Karen had probably cum at.