We’re going to pop popcorn and make s’mores and watch Christmas movies on the big screen.“None of the girls has ever done anything like that bef...re. Think about it. Last Christmas they were lucky to get a decent meal, and that was probably served in a church basement or homeless shelter. And presents? Not much chance. Even if they got something from some charity, if it had any value, someone would have taken it before they got home – if they had a home.”Amalia smiled but a tear leaked. She. “I love you too, Beth.” I replied, “With all of my heart.”We spent the rest of the day making love, showering, eating, then back to bed. I’m not sure how many orgasms either one of us had, but by that evening, we were both spent. We fell asleep, as we had woke that morning, in each other’s arms. We returned to work the next day, eagerly looking forward to that evening when we would once again hold each other. I called Beth just as I was leaving to see what she wanted for dinner that night. We. She moaned, “Shit, Dad! Fuck my ass!” He began to power fuck her ass. I now knew why she could take anal easily and enjoyed our cocks there.He fucked her hard for many more minutes until he powered his cum into her rear making her wail as she orgasmed with him. After a few long moments, he pulled back. Loni turned around and sucked his cock to clean it. He said, “Maureen.” He pointed at his daughter’s ass that starting to drip with his cum. Loni’s mother, Maureen, hurried over to her daughter. The two guys who ran the place didn't mind if I stayed late one or two nights a week, laying out mock ads on waste board, and learning how to work the darkroom, varying exposure time / and print effects techniques, as long as I didn't use up too much expensive stock. For my part I tidied everything up and made sure everything was ready for the Pros in the morning. They appreciated me sharpening pencils, checking marker pens, stocking their desks. We had a cleaning lady (this is where it starts.