"Take me!" I whisper, pushing my cleavage into his face.He smiles as my clothes fall off willingly until I'm in my underwear, my sexiest, most expensi...e underwear.I undo his shirt as he sits on the bed as I dance my sexiest dance. He kisses me and starts to stroke me. God... he's finally giving in.I throw my underwear off and gyrate naked.He grabs me and forces me to the bed, pushing a groan from my lips. I can feel his erection press against me through his trousers.He kisses me deeply, and I. Anyway, it's back to my faithful five. (Fingers, that is.)Dear Diary - Annette got drunk last night. And I seen her diary, only she calls it a journal. She plays with herself, just like me. But she aint never had the real thing. It sounds like she done it with her friend Janey, though. I'm going to get in bed with her tonight. Mom is away and I'll pretend I'm scairt, alone.The shy schoolteacher, Annette, was in bed. There was a bright harvest moon shining in the window of her room and she was. "Oh yes darling" she cooed as she caressed his firm little buttocks, "That's nice, that's very, very nice!" Mmm" he agreed and put a hand on her free nipple whilst looking up at her questioningly."That's nice too darling" she said softly, "You can play with mummy as much as you want" Aren't you going to get dressed though mummy?"A thrill ran through her at his words, although she'd been enjoying his suckling, it would be much better if she was dressed for... , well dressed for sex!"Oh yes. She left the picture laying on the bed and went to shower. The picture was gone when she came out. "Your turn." she said coming out. Trying to sleep she toss and turn for hours, getting up she went to get a drink. Walking by his room she saw that the sheet had been kick off, and his cock was laying on the bed.Wanting a closer look she went up to the bed. Sitting on the bed she lean over to see better. Her tongue came out and she lick his cockhead. "What, Brandi, we can't, it's i****t, it's.