”“Mo-om ... uh ... No! You’re one of my moms, so, Mo-ommmm.”There was much chuckling.After a subdued departure, I caught up on this diary and ...he three of us worked on homework. I also finally realized – and I do not know why it has taken me so long – that this diary has become more than even the expanded version of it once I decided – admittedly, after the fact – on the change in focus. I will have to cogitate on whether I continue in this vein into which I’ve stumbled or pull back on detail. Its a little late for that now&hellip,. Youre a horny little bastard and Im gonna have to teach you lesson youre not gonna forget! You feel a little worried and a little scared but then&hellip,. A very wicked naughty smile appears on her face, youre puzzled. She bites her lip, looking coy and sexy with a wicked glint in her eye, I wrote an email of my own&hellip,. I found myself a playmate&hellip,. And Ive invited them round to play&hellip,. To help me teach you a lesson You bitch! you mutter,. Margaret looked her over from head to toe admiringly, before commenting. ‘Lady Therese hasn’t done you enough justice in describing you to me. I am most certainly jealous of you already.’ her highness told her, then saw Arabella’s face flash a look of concern, to which she giggled playfully, before looking at Arabella’s bountiful breasts suggestively. Arabella chuckled happily at that and her breasts bounced as she did. That caused the women to laugh and the men to wonder about them. ‘Come. I guess years of training with us has made her ambi ... ambi ... something to do with sexterous, you know the word.)Trish had already taken care of two eager boys first thing that evening. She usually decides to oral us, “Get the first one out of the way, boys.” Which is fine fettles with the Frogged One and me.But do not think it’s just sex, sex, sex. You would be quite mistaken to think it’s just sex, sex, sex. The three of us have what I would best describe as lofty discussions. Philosophy,.