I was so turned-on that I had forgotten all my inhibitions and returned the kiss as deeply and heavy as possible. This seemed to be the main attractio... for Ely and Eric as they were watching each move stroking their complete erections. She started to kiss me on the neck, under arms, breasts, worked her way down to my stomach, down each leg, sucking my toes and them back up to my vulva. As soon as she touched my clit with her tongue I reached a climax, I couldnt have held it back if my life. Then something else had demanded his immediate attention, and when he returned the girl had gone, but the moleskin notebook was left on the table.He’d gone down to retrieve it. On the inside cover there was neat script, “If found, please return,” along with a phone number. He might have phoned immediately if the opposite page hadn’t stated, in block capitals, “SEXPLOITS: THE DIARY OF PURPLE GIRL.”It was wrong to read other people’s diaries of course, but he hadn’t been able to resist. At home. Audio media, visual media, and print media containing such strong languageand/or depictions of such adult situations is collectively referred to, inthe vernacular, as pornographic material. This narrative should be regardedas pornographic material, intended as entertainment only, and to be read orviewed only by adults in full control of their mental and emotional faculties,and who choose, of their own free will, to read, listen to, and/or view suchmaterial in private. The author of this. Most of them were blondes, one was a red head, and two were brunettes, but all of them had hair down past their waists. Cypress suspected hers might be that long by now, if it didn’t stick out the way it did. ‘Our mother,’ Ephasia said, when Cypress had finally found her way free of the seraglio. ‘She’s my mother too, Cy.’ ‘I…I don’t understand…’ Cypress stammered. ‘Who are you? And who is my mother? Where is she? Can I see her?’ ‘Calm down,’ Ephasia said, putting an arm around Cypress’.