.” I looked down at the page again. “A thousand shares?”“One per cent of the company. Yes.”“But I thought it was privately owned.”“It ...s. You can’t buy these shares on the stock market.”“So ... How?”“Do you remember who I said you were descended from?”The light dawned and I nodded. “William Phipps,” I said, now understanding the real significance of what he’d told me earlier.“Exactly. When he died, Phipps left his shares in the company to his three daughters. And those shares have continued to. I leaned forward and sucked on your tits as I picked up speed and started to fuck you deeper and deeper…harder and harder. After a few minutes I had you turn over and get into the ‘doggie’ position, this time my prick slid in easily, the juices were literally running from your cunt, I squeezed your tits as they swung beneath you, pulling on your nipples. By now you were moaning with every lunge I made, I could now fuck you as hard as I wanted, as deep as I could manage…and I did! We tried. Our breathing became a little more rapid and heavier as we both became hornier. When he was nearly finished, I shook his cock and then stroked it a little until I could feel the blood starting to flow and make him stiff. His eyes closed a little and I attempted to put his penis back into his trousers."Wait.", he hesitated. "Can we go to one of the stalls? It feels so good." Sure. We can do that.", I told him as I held his cock in my hand and guided him to one of the back stalls. "Too bad I'm. It’s Margarida. But when I got here 2 years ago no one was able to say my name. One day I had a Daisy Duck hoodie on and someone asked who it was. I said 《It’s me!》 Because in Portugal her name is Margarida, and I also explained the person that. After that Daisy just, stuck, I guess. How the hell did my 2 best friends not know my name?’ ‘Well that wasn’t exactly our fault was it?’ Lacy interrupted Carl. ‘Fuck that, it’s almost 11am, do you know what that means Ms. Daisy Duck?’ she arched her.