Sometimes, I may get Prem to masturbate into it. I think you'll like that. Won't you mom? I'm sure you would, you sexy whore! I love you mom."With her...head spinning, Manya did not know what to make of the diary entry. Was she reading this correctly? Did Deen know that she was reading the diary? It certainly seemed like it. But it was also clear he was playing a game, and that she was reading the diary was something that would not be discussed openly, if at all. That made the whole "game" even. "Susan!" Squeal! "Hi, Sis! Didja?" Pause. "Uh-huh!" Pause. "So when?" Squeal! "Absolutely! We wouldn't miss it for the world!" Pause. "Yeah! We're flyin' up this weekend. We'll be there Friday afternoon." Pause. "Dinner with your mom an' dad an ' you an' your sweetie? You betcha!"Cindy was in full glow. That was my little mate. Since we'd become a couple, she was usually happy with me, but it always took on an extra depth when she was happy about something good happening to somebody else."Oh,. He got up, and lifted her on the edge of the bed, threw her back, and taking her legs under his arms, exposed everything to my view. She had not so much hair on her mount of Venus as Miss Evelyn, but her slit showed more pouting lips, and appeared more open. Judge of my excitement when I saw Mr. Benson unbutton his trousers and pull out an immense cock. Oh, dear, how large it looked; it almost frightened me. With his fingers he placed the head between the lips of Mrs.Benson’s sheath, and then. How did you get dragged into this fight?"I explained about the kidnapping, then said, "Harlou, I'm so glad that you were there to back me up. I'm sure I couldn't have done all that we did without you. Thank you so much. Give my regards to your family when you get the chance." Thank you too, Bob, and give your family and friends a hello from me. By the way, how are your friends that helped out in that other little matter last year, are they well and safe?" Yes, Harlou, they are well, they've.