However, from now on, we're calling it our "Holiday Party." The same policy applies to any other employees who are not Christians and to those still c...lebrating Reconciliation Day.There will be no Christmas tree and no Christmas carols will be sung.We will have other types of music for your enjoyment.Happy now?Happy Holidays to you and your family,PattyCompany MemoFROM: Patty Lewis, Human Resources DirectorTO: All EmployeesDATE: November 3, 2015RE: Holiday PartyRegarding the note I received. “I haven’t cum either. Come fuck me, Husband dear.” Karen pulled herself up on her knees. Ken shifted around behind her and jammed his cock to the hilt in one fast thrust.Karen pushed her ass against him. “Oh, God, yes. Fuck me hard. I’m so horny from swallowing all that cum. Harder. Deeper. Fuck me. Fuck me. FUCK ME!”“I hope you’re close,” Ken said, “because Cindy had me almost there when she stopped.”I was hard again already from watching their frantic fucking. Cindy must have been just as. “Should have fucked you, but you’ve been a good bitch.” He zipped up his pants.I hung my head, curled down, and hugged my coat around me. He snatched my purse.“It’s funny. I’m taking your cash like I’m the whore.” He grunted. “I’m also taking your fucking driver’s license. Don’t go and get a replacement. I’ll give it back soon. You ain’t driving to work. Keep your Orca card, but I bet today you’ll go back home and call in sick or whatever you white people do when life’s got you down. I’m. I sucked her clit into my mouth, gently nibbling it as I tongue fucked her sweet tight hole, the juices running down my chin told me she was getting close. I took a toy from her hand, and slowly started working it around her clit, as I kept flicking my tongue in and out of her hole.She was getting hotter as I worked the vibrator closer to her gorgeous pussy, one of my fingers teasing around her ass, flirting with the tiny puckered opening and then pulling back again. My teeth were nibbling at.