Not today. I did appreciate your helping with those things the other day." You need anything — I mean anything, you let me know, okay?"Again his mea...ing could not be interpreted as anything but a proposition.Fleeting images of naked bodies danced through her mind. She found her pulse increasing, her heart pounding. He was handsome and muscular and personable. He could be charming. And those eyes which spoke volumes — seductive and mysterious."I... not at the moment," she had managed, hoping she. I had to know what she was writing so I decided that I would sneak home early to read her journal. I had the perfect date planned. It was going to be on March 29th and I know she couldn’t beat me home because she had volleyball practice and they had a game next week so I know she couldn’t skip.So, two weeks later, I snuck home early, went straight to our room and found her journal and began to read. The very first line made me freeze with astonishment as a shiver went up my spine. “3/11/16-. He kept hitting it as the tempo of my moans increased“Ohhhh, ohhhh, ohhhh”His hands were running all over my body as I kept lowering myself into him.I wiggled my crotch a little, and that sent him into a spasm of moans, “DO it again sis” and I obliged “YES! YES!” he said.His strong hands gripped my hips and with surprising strength he flipped us both over into the missionary position.I didn’t say anything, He was good! Both our bodies entwined as he brought himself closer to me and kept pumping. Jis badan ko saalo se niharta tha aaj mai usi ke pas leta hua mom ka doodh pi raha tha, kya mast chunchiya thi badi badi phuli hue, mai unke nipples ko daba daba kar boobs ko charo aur se hath pherte hue dabate hue puri masti bhi le raha tha, aur hath unke badan par phira raha tha. Maa ka adhnanga shareer mere bilkul pas tha. Phir mai mom se bola mom tum gutno ke bal samne hath tikakar khadi ho jaoghoda banker mai neeche se muh laga kar doodh peeunga to doodh jaldi utar jayega, wo tayyar ho.