After Lunch, Marty and Santa Timothy returned to their posts. They continued for a few more hours and then at 5pm to 6pm they ate dinner. No sign of B...air or Barstaw. The day finished with a few unhappy parents whose line was cutoff due to time. Nothing they could do about that, it was the nature of the holiday season. Marty and Timothy exchanged exhausted looks from their first long day. Timothy had informed him earlier that due to traffic and a bad sense of direction he was late. Marty didn't. He told me to sit down so we can talk. After 15 minutes of talking about performance and telling me that I was a good employee but he wasn't sure he can keep me, he said there is something that may save my job. Of course I asked what? He said "I'm glad you asked" and told me to stand up and come over to him. I obviously thought this was weird bit did it. As I walked over I noticed he was wearing a kilt. As I rounded around his desk he lifted up the kilt and exposed his cock. He wasn't hard but. She continued to cough and gag for several seconds before sucking in a long, deep, desperate breath, and then cried out, her voice strained, a primal howl of anguish and terror.Her brother held onto her tightly, taking no chances on her slipping away again, clinging tenaciously as her cries of terror dissolved into tears and she began to shiver uncontrollably. I still had one hand on her and I tried to push comfort, reassurance, joy at her triumph over death - something I was feeling strongly,. It was afeeling I had never had before, better than any blowjob. We continued untilin unison we exploded, my mouth filled with Mary's cum and my pussy on firewith pleasure.After resting in the afterglow I realized "We have to go to work". Maryreached over and slid her fingers into my wet pussy and said "maybe we shouldcall in sick". I didn't need to be told twice. After taking care of that,Mary got on top of me and began to slide her now hard again penis into mywaiting pussy. If the pussy.