"FUCK. OH FUCK. FUCK YES!" he shouted.His cock twitched again in my mouth and I knew a mother load of man juice was about to shoot into me."FUUCCKK!" ...e screamed as a first big jet of salty cream hit my tonsils."OH FUCKING GODDDD!" he yelled, as a second stream of jizz hit the back of my throat.And he wasn't done yet. He squirted for a third time, and then a fourth, flooding my mouth with his jizz.I was determined not to spill a drop. I eased his cock from my mouth and opened wide to show him. “We best take them as they really belong to the British government. I will keep them safe until we return to England, and then hand them over to the Foreign Office.”It was only after loading the cart that I noticed an Egyptian labourer passing by wheeling a barrow loaded with soil. I called him over and, via Thomas MacKay, asked him what he was doing, as the dig had finished and all labourers had been paid off and dismissed.His reply ‘the Professor wanted the soil sifted and examined for signs. I had 50 drunk, naked, barely legal High School girls running around my house all night.I’d like to say that I fucked them all, but that would be a lie.I did ensure that every single one of them got their pussy licked, and that they ate pussy in returned.With Candace out of the way, Jamie essentially moved in with me. I didn’t know what her plans were for the end of the summer. I didn’t much care.Plenty of her friends weren’t planning to go to college and they knew that I was available. I’d. That’s not the right word. Improbable would be better, or perhaps ‘statistically unlikely’. But you found it easily, didn’t you?’ ‘Yes,’ I said doubtfully, ‘but only because it is so obvious. If it had been only ten per cent higher, I might not have seen it. The variations in the other figures are normally only one or two percent except for the Christmas week.’ ‘The answer is simple. The transcription of the record from the actual recorded output to the manager’s report was copied incorrectly..