He wasted no time in pulling her in for one nice hot kiss after another, he had wanted this hot young girl and now he was getting her.She smiled a nic... hot sexy smile at him.“It was about time, Miss Hotstuff,” Wes said, he felt himself getting an erection already.“Yeah baby those six weeks were a long motherfucking time,” she breathed.Tamara kissed one side of Wes's neck and then ran her tongue down the other side.Tamara said, “I could have been here like two months ago.”“I would have liked to. Then she kissed ladies feet and went out of the room."Viktor!!" I turned around and saw her with her hair still wet."What the fuck!! Who let you looked at me persnal files!" Sorry I just..."She didn't let me finish.She took the laptop and stormed out of the room.Later that night I knocked at her door."Cherry we need to talk." Come in."She was sitting at her bad reading some book."What the fuck do you want? Tell anybody already?" No I won't tell I promise. Actually I really liked what you did in. I don't think he kept his eyes off it for an entire hour.He seemed totally fascinated by it. He stroked it. He would bend it all different directions. He fingered my balls and my scrotum and ran his fingers through my pubic hair. He would bend it down and watch it spring back with a slap against my stomach. He would put his all his fingers on the shaft with the purple head in his palm and slowly drag his fingers up to the ripe mushroom head. He closely examined my pee slit, spreading it so he. Her arm fell to the side of the chair, clutching a small, leather-bound book, my heart rate rising as I started.'She's reading,' I thought before I noticed the pen clutched tight to the book by her thumb. 'No, she's writing... A diary?' I could just make out the handwritten words scrawled in blue ink across the plain, expensive paper. Her arm returned behind the chair. Olga's moans turned to sighs before the scratch of pen on paper filled the room. Soon, the scratchings silenced, replaced by a.