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It’s about an inch long with a little round head. Jon sometimes calls it my little dick. I don’t own any bras, knickers, trousers, leggings or shorts; and 90% of my skirts and dresses can be described as mini or micro. I used to be a very shy girl, but I’ve now gone completely the other way, and get a great thrill from letting fuck other people see my body. I hope that’s enough to satisfy the people who asked. Jon told me to stop writing my Journal in the summer of 1999, but has recently asked me to document, some of the Fucking more interesting experiences that we have had since then. Both Jon and I have been scouring the Internet looking for ideas for little adventures or incidents that we could manufacture to have some fun. We’ve found one or two stories that appear to be slightly rewritten copies of some of the text in my Journal, and one or two that are very similar to some of the adventures that we’ve had and that I’ve written about in my Journal. At first I was a bit annoyed about this, but Jon said that I should be honoured that someone thought our adventures friend couple were good enough to copy. I’ve started thinking that way as well. Me on CD in Havana Right, Jon had to go to Miami on business (computer software). It was a bit of a rush job but he told me that I was going to go with him because he wanted me to get some sun on my 27th birthday. As usual Jon had more clothes with him than I did (well he was going homemade to business meetings and I was expecting to spend most of the time by hotel pools or on a beach). “Use your teacher-pet however you want. “Yes.” “And then the hail started.” She nodded her head. “I got too focused on the virgin fire-crotch in front of me.” friend Earl nervously stands, his erection forcing his jeans out. ‘Hey sexy, did you cum on me after Fucking I fell asleep last night?’ Kay asked. No jury would convict you.” John was the first to make the move of undressing the other; he started by lifting Katya’s top up and over her head. My thoughts carried me forward. How could she have assumed Anne to be such a dull looking woman? Feel her tight little sex gripping his shaft. “Sonja was very friendly, but fuck she always wanted to run around. “It’s no worse than the things you do on a homemade nightly basis.” I smirked, couple crinkling my nose at my best friend.