Snapshot of my diary

Albi. Albi was the object of my climaxes those days. I was so turned on that I would shout out his name while masturbating. I was drawn by his amazing style in wearing clothes and his tall silhouette. He looked like a wolf in his face and had tall arms and legs. One day as he was accompanying me home we saw a dark spot nearby my house. I was wearing a black skirt and a white blouse. He began kissing me passionately and I gave in to his manhood. He was fondling my breasts and then we entered more deep in the entrance of the building we were staying. He unzipped his pants. And oh I loved to take his dick on my mouth. I wanted him all, not only his dick. I kept suckling like a happy little kid his favorite toy. At some point he asked me to get up. I turned around so he could see my back. He lowered down my panties and thrust his dick in me. That is all I wanted. He kept on thrusting until he came. In the end he left the sperm inside. He would always do that. I put on my panties and we headed slowly to the place I was living.