What a dump.I suppose, as this is a sort of journal, I ought to mention how I cameto be in this flea-infested hellhole of an apartment. You never know...,my great grand children may want to know about me someday.I was born 18 years and 6 months ago. (The six months are important,you will see why in a minute).I had a happy childhood living with my mum and dad in Kent (England).My dad was a computer software designer and my mum was the secretary tothe managing director of a large company that made. There’s nothing you can do about it, so just sit back and enjoy the ride if you can.’ ‘…what? Who are you? Why can’t I sto-mmmff!’ My usual response to the usual question is as usual completely ignored. It does at least pass the time until Amelie is on her elbows and knees directly above me, her head inches from mine. Her questions are cut off by her leaning her head down and kissing me, an act to which I eagerly respond. As we lock lips my hands riseoff the bed and start exploring the rest of. I just couldn’t sleep and thought tea would help me relax a little.” My dad just smiled at me, walking over to the cupboard and pulling down a cup for himself. He placed it on the counter next to my cup and leaned against the counter across from where I was standing. “I never get any sleep either,” he said, placing his hands on the counter and leaning back. “Most nights you will find me in here doing exactly as you are doing. It’s actually nice to have company for a change.” “Some crappy. We were both pretty strong so we were able to hold up Grace with our combined arm strength. Grace now shared a few passionate kisses with Marcus as they were face to face for the first time all night. I leaned into Grace's neck and kissed her passionately. All of us once again were beginning to climax as we were all beginning moan very loudly. We released grace from our dicks and got her onto her knees as we began to stroke our dicks. Grace had her face with her mouth wide open as a target for.