Unfortunately or not, Memo, legal name of Guillermo Mendoza, was off to meet his soon-to-be ex-wife at the mediator.’s office. Today, they were fina...izing their divorce. Memo had hard fallen for the chocolate sissy bitch that delivered his daughter. He called his faggot lover. “Hey, sexy,” he said to the demure five-foot-six pussyboi.“Hey, papi,” replied the tender supple voice belonging to Shay Coles. “How are you?”“I’m good, Putita,” he said referencing his bitch in the loving way to say. Andre released her cheek and grabbed his dick, lining it up to Amelia’s tunnel. He slid hard into her, bottoming out quickly against her ass. The force pushed more of Paul’s monstrous cock into Amelia’s throat causing her to gag. She pulled off hurriedly, coughing.“Oh, God, I’m so sorry!” Paul said despite having done nothing to apologize for. Amelia continued to cough for a few more seconds. Andre was still buried inside her, hands on her hips, but he wasn’t moving.Jess stopped her bouncing on. They must have known we were watching intently. At the moment they were comparing boob sizes, cupping their hands on each other and saying, No I think shes bigger. No way Im bigger, feel&hellip, You think they need an impartial judge? The bartender asked. He was getting all sweaty and dabbing his face with the bar towel. I got up to piss and clear my head, which was starting to spin a little. I lived about 3 blocks away, so I didnt have to worry about being too drunk to get home, but after the. .."I jumped up from my chair in front of the computer and ran to the freezer. Opening the door, I lifted the block of ice cream up... and watched as the page with Ornias' symbol stayed stuck to the bottom of the carton. Using my left hand, I pulled down on the journal while holding the ice cream container. The rest of the journal suddenly came free... but the page with the symbol was still stuck to the bottom of the ice cream carton, where it apparently was going to stay until a little thaw set.