“I looked you up on IMDb and told some people that we surfed with you,” Al said.I had some red flags go up. Al had been a jerk to me when I first ...tarted surfing, but now that he had looked me up, he was acting like my friend. My conversation with Uncle John came to the forefront of my mind.“Do you know the girls on the beach?” I asked, to see if they were there for the same reason.“Yeah. They think my friends and I aren’t very cool. They all think we’re a bunch of clueless surf-bums,” he said,. Part of me wanted to toss the book in the fire, spare myself any further pain from what it could reveal. Another wanted to continue reading, and when I was done show the journal to Violet. She had a right to know about this too, as it had affected her life as well as mine. A third part of me wanted to listen to Ilane’s words and read it, then destroy it. I finally had a slightly adjusted version of that, where I let Lillian read the journal in hopes that it helped her solve her own questions. I. That is the short note that I left for Aunt Val before heading out to work. I was still a bit weak from showing Aunt Val a taste of what she could expect. Today we had to finish up a job over at the Jones' house. Mrs. Jones is a MILF in every way - dark brown hair that she kept pulled back in a pony tail, perfectly formed C cup, and an ass that I would give my left nut to just for a glimpse. She was also Andrew's mom and I have salivated over her ever since the fourth grade when she came with. A moan escaped Neha as she felt flesh inside her. She hugged him tightly with her breasts pressing on his face. Within seconds he was inside her and rocking her.Neha lost all her control as she was taken to the world of unexplainable pleasure. He started pumping faster drilling deep inside her. I increased my fingering in rhythm to his jacking. Neha jerked confirming the first wave of orgasm hitting her.Uncle did not stop he rocked her harder as Neha’s grip on Uncle loosened as she hit the.