Gorąca cheerleaderka wysysa penisa w kuchni

Dear diary, in drama class today Mr. Cole looked right at me as he read a chapter of Shakespeare.

It made me quiver, for I knew that deep in his heart he was speaking directly to me.

I felt slightly guilty for what we had done the previous week.

I couldn't bring myself to write about the events of that day, the day I ***** myself on my gay drama teacher.

It happened right here, where I hang sitting in the recording center, right in my mother's kitchen.