The best part is his lack of a curve matches up to my throat perfectly."I want you to come for me." I say before going back down."Where?"I come off an... say "Down my throat and press yourself deep when you do.".By this time I'm taking that last inch past the gag reflex with no problem.Holding him deep and not doing much else. Bob has both hands behind my head holding me steady as he does small thrusts. Thrust, hold deep, back out, gives me chance to breathe and he thrusts again and holds. This. “Christmas slut mode activated!” they tittered to each other.They approached Robert, who was standing at the bar waiting to be served. “Merry Christmas, Robert. Congratulations on making senior partner,” Brenda and Lexi enthusiastically announced in unison.Robert turned around and smiled, “Thank you, Brenda. Thank you, Lexi.” He couldn’t help but stare at the generous amount of cleavage both women proudly had on displayed.Brenda grinned, and said, “It seems you made Santa’s nice list this. Has the situation out there changed any?"Her voice rang clearly in my head, "Just a sec... no. No changes. Everyone is still in the same position. Good luck, Sam."I went back over to Murphy to attend to one final item."Look, Murphy, I'm going to show you something now so you won't be startled later, OK?"He nodded assent, if not understanding. I looked right in his eyes and took on the aspect of the Dragon. His eyes went real big when my face changed, but after a second he nodded again. In the. She looked like she had been reading the newspaper to wait for me to arrive. When she saw me, she put down the paper and turned off the news on the television, and looked around for her purse, wondering if she needed to take it with her to dinner, I suppose."Oh, sorry. Couldn't see you in there," I said, "Have a good day at work?" Why ... yes, I'm sure. But..." she stammered, as she looked at me expectantly.I think that Martha was totally confused. I wasn't carrying anything — no cards, no.