She knew that all she had to do was say the word and he'd be there instantly, to pick up where they had left off.Megan walked into the kitchen. She lo...ked sleepy."Good morning sweetheart. How did you sleep?" Morning mommy. Good. I slept hard." Megan yawned."Good sex will do that to you." said Valerie.Megan blushed. "I'm still not used to the idea that it's OK." Well, I don't want you to think you can just spread your legs for any man, honey." said Valerie."Oh, I understand that." Said Megan. "I. In fact, neither of us were to change our minds at all and she would go on to be a major slut being fucked by many guys over and over again. I have lost count of how many men she has had over the last ten years or more but guess it may be around 50 or so; these days she has a small clientele of 4 guys who fuck her regularly and one who appears every few months. These days, she likes to get to know her guys well before letting them fuck her and is not in to having sex with total strangers like. I hid it in a way that no one could observe what was going on. Meanwhile, she pretended to be looking for something in the front seat’s pocket.A process in which she kept one eye on me and waited until I was ready.She had the phone, and wrote: Ready?I nodded. My heart was only pounding. She looked to her left to see what the person on the window seat was doing. The man was deep asleep, and the air hostesses were also back in their seats after serving the flyers. It was just the right time.She. Wer hat das Tagebuch geschrieben und wann? Wer hat es dem Museum gespendet und in welcher Beziehung standen sie zu mir? Welches Museum möchte nicht ein Originaldokument aus dem 19. Jahrhundert besitzen, und warum könnte ein Tagebuch „weder zur Ausstellung noch zum Studium geeignet sein“?Der beste Ort, um diese Fragen zu beantworte, schien das in Leder gebundene Buch zu sein, das auf meinem Tisch lag, und ich löste mit ziemlicher Aufregung und Neugierde die Riemen und öffnete den Band.Ich war.