"Joyce, what do you do with my old desk diaries?" I keep them in my desk drawer for the year, just in case we need to refer to them. Then I send them ...own to the archives. Why do you ask?" Can you get on to archives for me and find out if they can track the ones for 1986 and 1987?" Jesus, Mike, that's ancient history. I didn't even work for you back then. What do you need them for?" Personal reasons, Joyce. I need to check a few things out." I'll go down myself in a few minutes and see what I. Do they know about each other?”“Oh yeah,” he sighed.“Are they twins?” If they were twins, that would help explain why they might want to share the same boyfriend. Everybody knew twins liked to share things.“No, not twins,” he said.“So explain how you got into Sheryl’s pants, and then later got in Jessie’s. Or was it the other way around?”“Sheryl was first,” he said, weakly. “Jessie sort of caught us.”“And she didn’t tell on you?”“No. Quite the opposite. She liked dating, but didn’t want to fool. My semi hard footlong, thick as her forearm, fat black cock poked her in the eye. "Well No time like the present" I said picking her tiny frame up turning her upside down and her mouth above my cock."Open wide Mrs Olsen" I lowered and raised her mouth on the head of my cock. Her sons cock was small but going limp as I glowered at him between his mummy's legs. "Go put on your mummy's leotard bitch" When he left I then spun her around and lowered her on to the head of my prick moving her tight. She started riding my cock with all her energy and force. I was getting close to my orgasm and could feel the churning in my balls but I saw this as a challenge and wanted to outlast Priya.“Cum for me! Cum for me baby! Cum in my pussy!” she screamed as her ass smacked against my hips. I squeezed her ass cheeks and helped her up and down and I could tell her orgasm was fast approaching. I pulled her into me and started fucking her with intensity and gave her a deep kiss. I loved the way her.