My wife/ mistress saw me sitting on the chair and shouted at me “Tumhe kis ne kaha chair pe baitne ko? Abhi utar ja warna gand mai zor se lath pareg...i, go and kneel on the floor”. I was a bit surprised by her way of talking but I was really enjoying that kind of attitude. So I knelt down on the floor with my head down. “toh tujhe puri tarha se siisy banna hai na?” my mistress asked.Me: ji malkinKoel: toh aaj se hum dono tujhe train karenge, but remember it won’t be easy. So are you ready to be a. I wonder how long this will last.Singed,Mz Delite...June 30, 2007 7:12 p.m.Dear Diary,Getting a new roommate tomorrow. Don't fret, it is not Wendi being replaced. It is Carrie. She left this morning; her son is ill. Wendi went along with her, because Carrie's son is her nephew. But Wendi will be back tomorrow. The camp decided to let a girl from another cabin that was overcrowded, take Carrie's bunk. My only request is that she's hot. Because little miss Melissa wasn't letting me dip into her. I was on my bed, naked, following my strict routine of intense masturbation, my legs were spread and uncovered. I had one of my buttplugs shoved deep into my ass, the one that extends like a really big and black fox tail. My right hand was doing its art on my pussy, the left one tended to my rock-hard nipples. It had been increasingly difficult to cum for me in the last months, no matter how horny I was. I had found no satisfaction in the few men I had tasted, nor in women, and porn did almost. But Claire, he noticed, walked mostly by herself, only talking occasionally to someone or another. Curious, he walked up beside her. ‘So, which clique are you part of Claire?’ he asked. She blushed slightly and shook her head. ‘I’m really not part of any group, Mr. D, I mostly keep to myself, and people are pretty quick to oblige. I guess I’m just not the socializing type.’ She looked at him sideways and shrugged her shoulders. She shivered slightly as he leaned down, his lips very close to her.