She lowered her mouth to his huge, throbbing cock and sucked the head into her mouth. His breathing had quickened and his hips were making thrusting ...ovements as he fucked her mouth. "Oh my God, babeeeeee!" You are so hot" he moaned. "Ummmmmmmmm, Daddy, your prick is so big and hard" she exclaimed. She felt a strong urge to suck and pump his lovely shaft until he again shot his big gobs of cum into her mouth. No, she said to herself - better stick to plan A. Pulling herself. Then Ms. Lincoln asked me to do the same thing to her. I guess I must be a fast learner because she was moaning and groaning in no time at all. After we finished I looked at my watch and realised I was going to be really late for Ms. Loam's history class. Ms Lincoln told me not to worry. She would take care of it seeing as Ms Loam was a rug muncher too. I'm not sure what that means, Diary, but as long as I don't get into trouble it's okay with me. Friday, March 31. You're not going to believe. Abigail guessed that it was a blunder by inexperienced Indians, since most of the men appeared to be barely adolescent. Could this raid be a training exercise for a new crop of warriors?The troop discussed their options and decided to postpone an attack until after they had done a more thorough bit of scouting. Cassius and Jack were sent out to circle around the camp and see what they could find. They were warned to use only their knives in case of a fight, if possible, so as not to warn the. He was different from all the others. He understood her better than she knew herself and could see right through her.She had a reputation to uphold and didn’t feel that she knew him well enough for pictures. Plus, she hated looking at herself in photos. What would he do with them? Why couldn’t he wait for another time to take them? She thought. A time when she knew him better and felt more comfortable. Sure, taking pictures was in one of her stories, but she wrote that story for someone else..