, ja, ich bin stolz darauf! Aber ich bin keiner von den Typen, die ihr Wissen anderen nicht verraten wollen, aus Angst, der andere koennte auf einmal ...besser sein.Man koennte dieses Schreiben als Schreiben in mein Tagebuch verstehen. Aber diesen Text wollte ich eigentlich irgendwo anonym veroeffentlichen. Jetzt hoffe ich halt, dass mir mein Tagebuch nicht irgendwann beleidigt ist, wenn es mal von diesem Brief erfahren sollte.Irgendwie geht es mir jetzt wieder besser. Meinen ganzen Kummer und. The conversation shifted to how much we missed each other and even to the naughty talk. I caught Bobby’s attention as I told my husband how much I missed the taste of his cum. I went on, as I pulled my bathrobe open, to tell him how bad I needed a big cock in my pussy. He returned the indelicate conversation as I put him on speaker and set the phone on the table.Bobby moved between my knees as I leaned back listening to my husband's dirty banter. The sheen of my wetness glistened between my. ’ We spent the next thirty minutes kissing and touching each other. I wrapped up into her, not wanting to let her go. She pulled at my hair, entwining her arms about my body. I carried her to the bedroom, trying not to break our kiss, and place her on my bed. Somewhere along the way, we lost our clothes and lay naked with each other. Twice I started to kiss down her body, wanting to taste her, and she stopped me. ‘No, momma, I just need you here, this way, to hold me, just hold me. We have. Then one night, when my mother was in the bathroom, he told me to get naked and to lie on the bed. When I told him no, he hinted that if I didn't do what he said he would hurt my Mom, and then me. Because he was a lot bigger than me, I did what he asked, laying face down on the bed. "No get on your back, I'm not into little boys." I did what he asked, and before I realized what was happening, he had cuffed both my hands to the headboard and was tying my feet to the legs at the foot of the bed.