Wir öffnen unser kleines Fenster, um euch als "Voyour"einzuladen. Holt euch freudige Anregungen zur LIEBE. Sonntag diskutierte der Meister mit seiner...Schwester, Hilla und Fee über die Idee – „Das kleine Tagebuch“ -Sollten wir wirklich unsere Lebenseinblicke öffentlich "verschenken"? - Wir überlegten das ernsthaft! - Sagen aber ja, denn es ist unser Geschenk der LIEBE an Euch alle! - Wenn es euch interessiert, lest weiter – oder lasst es eben sein!Sonntag, 24. Dezember 2017 - Weihnachten Heute. Both black men smiled to me and started stripping off their clothes.One of them told me not to worry: my loving little wife would not get pregnant, because they just fucked married white bitches in the ass.I gasped when I saw their black cocks out. They would not fit inside of Ana’s ass for sure. They were really huge…But my loving wife seemed not to care. Without a word she turned around on all fours and pushed her ass up in the air. Bernard asked her if she had ever done anal; she just nodded. " She looked apologetic. "Then I started getting hot and aroused. Jordan had followed your Dad by then, and she was looking all hot and heavy too. Apparently they'd been going at it before I got there. Next thing I know we were making out, and stripping off our clothes."She took a deep breath. "Then we found ourselves in the kitchen, and on the table. Guess we broke some dishes while trying to get the table clear. We were somewhat distracted." She took another look at me."Distracted by... ?". "Normally, a slap like that would sting. But this has the opposite affect. It softens the pain." Funny how that works, isn't it?" Tanya said. We loped into an easy chat as she removed parallel rows of hair from first one lower leg, then the other, as if I were a lawn and she the mower. Tanya and I had the classic salon relationship. We met monthly, assumed the familiar position, then chatted like old friends about work, family, lovers. Then I forgot about her until the hair on my legs grew.