One was a diary written through the years by his mother of different things concerning her sex life and judging by the entries it was full. Tony said...he plugged in a tape and saw a younger version of his mom. He then saw his dad walk into the frame and then watched his mom suck his dad's thick cock. He heard his dad talking to his mom calling her a cock sucker. Telling her she needed to suck all cocks that she saw. His mom was moaning rubbing her pussy with one hand while holding dad's. Main socha kyu na aage badha jaya toh uske hi dusre d in raat jab so rahe the tab maine jan buz kar apna hath mousi ke pet pe n jab rkhte howe uske direct boob pe rakh diye aur thode der ki baad jab mousi ka koi reacton nahi howa toh maine dhire dhire boobs ko press karane laga lekin mousi ne kuch nahi kaha toh maine mo usi ke nighty thodi uper tak kar ke uske jangh ko sehlane la aur thodii der bad maine uske panty main haat dalne laga toh wo dusri site let gyi aur main dar ke sone ki acting. He’d played in a succession of garage bands back in Davenport, and by his senior year of high school, his band of the moment had been good enough to play some clubs around the Quad Cities. He’d managed to save up enough money from those gigs and a part-time job bussing tables at Denny’s to have a nice little nest egg built up for his move to the big city. Along the way, he’d been writing songs, most of which he’d played the night before at the club. By the end of the night, I think we could. Elle would often stare out the window and daydream about riding her horse onto the forbidden path, crossing over into her neighbor’s property several acres away. Elle was told tall tales about what happened to people who ventured out onto the path down the way. No one who had visited her neighbor’s territory had returned. It all sounded very mysterious and Elle was not the cautious type. She yearned for excitement and one day she finally felt ready to make the journey. She packed a bag and.