She was gagging and trying to swallow. Not wanting to hurt her, he pulled out, and as he did, his spunk spilled from her mouth. It ran down her cheeks... from the corners of her mouth, collecting in her hair. His cock left its own trail as he straightened up. It looked like a snail trail running from her mouth to the last of it dripping into a pool on her neck.He watched her swallow a few times before she took a couple of deep breaths. When she settled down and was breathing fast but more. Paranoid? I suppose. I just really didn’t want Em or Francie or Pey or, especially, my parents to stumble on it and read my innermost thoughts—even the slightly censored version.Ms. Levy was another thing. She’d suggested I keep this journal. It was different than the literary response journal that we had to keep with us at all times! She periodically gave us assignments of what we were to write in that composition book. She had some very specific requirements for it. It was to be wide-ruled,. You are a sexy mature gal, not a BBW and not slim. You are elegant, and have a great smile. I dreamt of you last night, only this time we were in a shopping mall, and had to take three escalators to get to the third level.We both got on at the first level and I was behind you and, being bold I put my hand under your skirt and rubbed your inner thigh You jumped, and I quickly stopped. You turned around to look at me look at me. Not a word came from your mouth. Once again I reached forward and. " Swiving? " Jillian queried."It's an archaic word meaning sexual congress. " Gid explained. "You should understand Jill that Charles lives in the past, given his advanced age and all that." Charles took exception to that."Gid, I will not remind the assembled company that you are in fact seven months older than me. So if I am at an advanced age, you must be in your dotage." The two friends grinned at each other, they frequently would rib each other about their ages. Alistair joined the.