"Reactions excellent, coordination terrible. Needs more work." Ouch!" I laughed so hard I banged my head.Chapter 7 - DiscoveryExtract - Personal Diary...- Jane 24/10/98I had been looking forward to the meal and he didn't disappoint me, taking his usual pride in serving up things I've never heard of cooked in exquisite ways. It was a real pity it hadn't worked out; we were both too headstrong at times I suppose. I still care deeply for him and he is kind to me, even while he is with another as is. . She did repeated the act many times with perfect intervals…She – ohhh… Tushar C mon now insert your tool, I am so eager to take it in…I can’t wait fuck my mind out… Do it you dog…fuck me……I was enjoying her talks I made her sleep on her back n spread her legs.. Kissed her pussy and inserted my tool.I was going slowly, simultaneously pressing her boobies which were big..Naturally big.. I paced myself with an increasing speed …ohhhh fuck you bitch yess..you are so tight ohhh bitch…yes yess. One spring morning as we got on the train to take us to Lafayette, I announced to him, ‘We’re gonna ‘play the hook’ today’. Michael was a serious student and for the two years before I got to the high school, he had certificates for perfect attendance. He saw how excited I was to do it, so he smiled, shook his head and we stayed on the train to the end of the line – Coney Island. I don’t have to go to Coney to remember those smells. Before you were out of the station it was on you: cotton. ” Ally said, her voice sharp with anticipation. She stepped closer, running the nightstick between my thighs, rubbing it against my pussy, caressing me, sliding it between my spread lips, making me moan and squirm as Officer Ally and the stranger watched. “Listen to her, Laura. She sounds like a bitch in heat.” “A kitty in heat, Ally. Our Kitty.” I wasn’t about to argue, not with the promise of orgasmic pleasure to be had. I began to rock my hips, rubbing myself against the baton, my head.