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.. Then sat on his cock, facing me with his cock buried in her shaved pussy and her legs spread wide.Keith said to me, "NOW SLUT, make us both cum good or you'll be punished." My hands were still tied behind me and I felt helpless and motivated to please them.I looked up at them from my position on my knees and said, "Yes Sir. Thank you Sir."I think Keith was almost there. I started tonguing Angel and licking them both and the more I licked the more Angel wiggled around on Keith's hard dick. I. I stripped naked, walked to him and gave him a kiss. I then went on to take out his cock and suck it. I wanted to suck his cum. I wanted his cum to plaster the inside of my mouth. I wanted to feel like his dirty neighbour whore. He pulled my hair and spanked my ass. I cried out. He just took Mr. Magic and thrusted it against my vagina. He clearly didn't know how this vibrator worked. I took it from his hands and showed him what to do. I showed him how to place it directly on the tip of my. Her red hair fanned out and matched the red hair between his legs. Her eyes were closed and she looked very relaxed even while the six inch tool moved in and out of her mouth."I'm touching myself for you Joey, thinking its your hand." A groan from the other end of the phone. "Your going to make me come soon you bad boy!" I want to do something naughty Joey. Want to know what that is?" Yes please. "I want to suck your cock!" He simply groaned. "God, I think I'm going to come soon. Please stroke.