My sister told me on several occasions I called out her name in my sleep. I didn't even dare record these thougfhts in my diary for fear of my brother...or perhaps one of my parents should find it and read it. What would they think of me? Perhaps they would blame Rachel for "seducing" me. I couldn't take that chance and kept all those thoughts locked up in my mind. My masturbation bacame daily, several times a day actually. In the morning before my sister woke up I masturbated under the bed. That's lie though becuase is long as 8 knew him an many other men at his level he aarived by private jet on Friday and would fly out on Monday day morning about 80 percdnt of the weeks he said he was thefe. Leaving most of the time with no k**s or wife. Most have two 9r three spots they have houses or something to stay in and probally a mistress or two. Markus wife was I and election time she was mayor of palm beach. Markus was upset she wouldnt travel ànd took a long a not her buy of fine. '' Without another word he held the door open and motioned with his hand for me to enter. I followed him into the main room so that we were facing each other. Donnie was not smiling. I fell onto my knees. "Donnie I came over to tell you how sorry I am for doing that to you. I don't know if you can forgive me, I don't know, but please I want you to know I'm sorry for doing that to you. '' I lowered my head to the floor in the most submissive position I could think of. " I will do anything for. I've sucked off blackguys before, and their cocks have been average and above average, but nonelike this.It hung in front of my face, and I think I gasped, and he seemed a bitembarrassed. I picked it up with two hands, put the head in my mouth, andstarted making him hard. As he stiffened, he groaned in appreciation,hunched over me, grabbed my head, and started trying to fuck my throat.I tried, I really did. I wanted nothing more than to take every inch ofthat monster cock, but it just couldn't.