Diary: Fathers Day

Diary Entry – Sunday, June 21st

Woke up tangled in Janice’s sheets, her warm body pressed right against mine. Her face was buried between my tits, lips brushing my skin as she breathed slow and steady. I stayed still for a minute, enjoying the soft weight of her against me and the way her cheek felt nestled in my cleavage. It was sweet in a filthy kind of way.