Diary of a student

I think I had about twelve students (girls and boys) who spent a pleasant time between them . I made them sandwiches for snacks. I went to my garden to let the kids spend a pleasant time. He heard their laughter and I was saying to myself good to live those moments of students. My daughter came to offer what I had prepared them food. Two hours later the meeting of the friends of my daughter ended and said goodbye to me saying, Madam. I rarely felt listening to call me lady when I have only just forty years old and really cared that . nothing has fallen I was alone in the house and got up from where he was to pick up the REGERO boys While cleaning the room of my house I found a book that said “. My diary&quot ;. First look at who belonged and see the name ” Rene ” I was not enough to know who owned it so I started reading and note her life was wrapped in intimate relationships with students of the school that alarmed me because I thought that there I would find the name of my daughter but no … the name of my daughter was not there. I sat reading the first short story when telling his story as Nidia had deflowered. As I penetrated reading felt like catch and settled in the chair to get off the half leg breeches and I stroked my pussy over my delicate button (clitoris) reading made me feel like I was Nidia and I ran intensely. My fingers had been bathed in my own milk. René appeared to sigiente day to ask if by chance he had found a book of their membership. Take serious woman composure and replied that if he had saved, but did not know who the students

belonged. I looked from head to toe and asked her a little insinuacuion, but decided not to. René took his diary and thanked me. Since I read her diary Rene has interested me that one of these days it sorpendo to make me yours and I do what he says in his diary. Interesting guys right ?. If something were to happen … of Rene and I are the contare.