31 Days of Summers

Dear Diary

I've still not finished with Giles' books; I had the best of intentions I'd finish them today and even told Giles that any sexy schoolgirl fantasies he wanted me to fulfil would have to wait until every book was unpacked and catalogued.

Big dicks are the bane of good intentions.

As we unpacked I started telling him about yesterday and how I'd been spit-roasted between Xander and Andrew. He wasn't jealous, but his cock strained as I went through ever detail, his imagination going riot. And as his cock made a mound in his pants I was reminded how big it was and my own remembering of yesterday made me horny.

Soon my own pants were down and I was over the sofa arm, getting fucked from behind, first in my pussy, but quickly switching to my butt, stretching it enjoyably and making me cum and cum and cum, shrieking in pleasure. Dear Diary, it was as hot as the first time - I can't see why some people don't like anal, to me it's the summit of sex, I came so much that I as I was rubbing my cunt in time with Giles thrusts I even squirted a bit. He didn't seem to mind, luckily I missed soaking any rare parchments in girl cum, and he continued to pound my ass until he was exploding up it, sending his semen deep into my ass hole.

I do really need to settle down and deal with the books, otherwise I'll never earn my twenty dollars...