Dearest diary, it was incredible! His cock was larger in both length and girth in comparison to Samson and my twat was stretched to accommodate him. M... head was forced into the couch with each thrust and I had to brace myself against the backrest. I could clearly feel Mr. Willis cock swelling and pulsating lively inside my snug twat and I climaxed fiercely. My tightness had the same effect on Mr. Willis, he too was panting heavily and he grabbed my waist more tightly now. He lunged his loins. ”Wes groaned.“Ah, come on! Don’t make me buy panties for you!”Kris frowned. “Oh, is my son too manly to be seen buying undies for his mommy and sister? I’m so sorry to deflate your ego!”Wes hung his head. “Can’t- you know- Jen pick them up or something?”Kris slammed the knife down onto the counter.“No, Jen will NOT be doing that! She has a big test to study for and my son has a male ego the size of a Buick that he needs to get over. YOU are buying us panties! End of discussion!”“All right, all. You only had to look at who she was nowcompared to who she'd been. Changes, big changes, had been made. But itwas as if they'd been made by some intelligence at work outside of herconsciousness, beyond her will, which ultimately seemed too weak andindecisive to act on its own. Nonetheless this unknown part of her,arguably the most important part of her, seemed, in retrospect, as if itmust have been working invisibly behind-the scenes to bring her to whereshe was today. It didn't just happen all. I loved you from the first moment we met. Your smile warmed my soul, sweeping me away like a leaf on a breeze, a great wind carrying me. Now I'm falling, so afraid, and I need you to catch me. Gradually, the darkness of sleep takes me, takes me to the place where we still are. A chance for me to apologise. I can tell you how I feel, now that you're gone, how much I miss you. I need you to subdue my fears, to tell me that you still love me, that you'll love me for a thousand years. I plead with.