Mrs. Thimble seemed distressed. "Can't say, ma'am."I was not inclined to show her mercy. "Can't, or won't?"She looked scared now. "It was fifteen year... ago, ma'am. I don'tremember." Don't you? What happened fifteen years ago?"She looked wretched. "Please don't ask, ma'am." Very well, Mrs. Thimble," I said. "May I tell you what I thinkhappened? Kindly tell me if I'm wrong." Oh, please no, ma'am." She began to snivel."Fourteen years ago, someone gave birth to the child who is now Lisa.I assume it. She was several inches shorter than Mary, had thick raven hair, darker skin tone, an hour glass bod, big, firm tits, shapely hips, defined butt, flat stomach, and a big, thick, black bush. I often fantasized Karen was riding me instead of Mary, and when I did, I immediately shot my load in Mary's wet pussy. Due to the small size of their apartment, the bedrooms were next to each other, and the walls thin. You could easily hear someone talking in normal voice levels in the other bedroom. Good. She had gotten me hard again and I prayed for my sister to blow me again once we got home.She helped me in the house; I put on quite a show by being 'too drunk' to get out of the car on my own and 'too drunk' to climb the stairs. When we got to the front porch, Jenna met us at the door and helped Jill get me inside. Jill whispered 'I told you--look at him! He's trashed! He won't remember a thing!' Really pouring it on, I said 'Hi, Jen!' far too loudly and headed for the couch.'Oh, no, big guy,. I looked down at his big hardon, smiled, and said, I guess so, I sort of like it! I leaned down, took his cock in my hand and started stroking him marveling again at how hard yet how smooth a cock feels. I felt empowered knowing that I had made him hard, and that he wanted me.they both liked me and that they wanted me!Jeff quickly took my breasts in his big hands and pulled me towards his cock.Gary encouraged me by pushing my ass towards Jeff. I smiled as I lowered my mouth to the tip of his.