In fact, this diary is a gift from my mother that she gave me a few days ago on my birthday, June 14th (Flag day). Yeah, I share a birthday with Donal.... What’s different, beside me being a young woman now, is that instead of being thirty-five, I am fourteen years old. Additionally, instead of clearly being white, my skin tone is light brown, and my hair is black. My eyes are the one thing I recognize without having to imagine myself as a white male. They are still hazel green with gold flecks.. That night Jan was getting frisky in bed. I thought I needed to play it cool, so I just simply fucked the shit out of her. I figured it might be the last time that I have sex with her."Whew baby, where did that come from? My insides are still squirming and I think I might walk a little funny tomorrow. Good thing I have Friday off," she said gasping for air.I didn't say much. We just laid there, with her snuggled up next to me as we both tried to catch our breath.The next day I went to work and. Our tongues danced and explored each other’s with a fiery passion. I had to have her now, I couldn’t wait. I pulled her on top of me and could feel her wet pussy resting on my hard cock. She moaned deeply into my mouth as I gripped her ass and ground my cock on her wet pussy lips. I broke our kiss, looked into her eyes and said, “Ride my cock, you little slut.” She slowly sat up and looked down at me, she flashed me a sexy smile as she lifted up on her knees, took ahold of my cock and placed it. قبلت الامر الواقع و فتحت فمي ليلج زبه العريض المنتفخ في فمي نعم اردت الموت في تلك اللحظة كرهت جنس الرجال انهم الحيوانات الناطقة في هذه الارض، كان لزجا في فمي يرهز دخولا وخروجا ودخولا ليصل به نحو ابعد نقطة يصل اليها وفي احدى الحظات ادخله بقوة ليلامس حلقي تاركا اياه هناك سادا انفاسي، شعرت بالاختناق وملئت عيني دمعا وتيقتت ان روحي تفارق جسدي ليخرجه بسرعة وهو يلهث ككلب مسعور ويده تفرك زبه بسرعة موجها فوهة راسه نحوي ثم تتطير قطرات من ماءه الابيض كشلال يغمر به وجهي منسابة على رقبتي ثم تنساب بين الخط.