Il ?tait d?j? midi et les 2 femmes aval?rent une boite de choucroute garniepuis se d?cid?rent de sortir se changer les id?es, en allant au cin?ma.Elle... regard?rent ce qu'il passait : un film d'action, un film romantique,un thriller, et un chef d'?uvre cin?matographique un peu dur ? comprendre,ayant r?colt? plusieurs oscar et qui ?tait en VO.Auparavant, lorsqu'elles ?taient Arnaud et Alex, elles auraient tout desuite choisi le chef d'?uvre cin?matographique mais ? pr?sent qu'elle nesavait m?me. Angela was sitting on a stool nearby watching Melissa and Gary. Santa was a very large man, with the traditional, fake curly white-haired wig and a full beard. The beard looked better than the wig, like the one on Santa Claus in ‘A Miracle on 34th street’. The original version, that is.“Santa do you have a CAP Card? Do you consider yourself a stud?” Clara could not believe that she had said that. Angela giggled.Santa asked Mrs. Claus to grab his bag. Mrs. Claus was a buxom middle-aged lady, or. Helen gritted her teeth as I entered her, bracing for the pain, and shoved herself down on my cock, her amazing tits right in my face. Surprisingly however, she was born without a hymen, so there was no pain, and my cock just slid up to my balls deep into her waiting pussy. With a loud moan, I used my hands on her ass to lift her up and let her fall back down as I thrusted into her. She came down pretty hard, my balls bouncing up to smack her ass as she came down with a loud moan. She. It'd give him time to think...Mike gave the pretty young assistant a smile and jerked his head toward the door. "He busy, Cynthia?" he asked, wishing he had a treat of some sort for the woman. The team didn't know it, but he kept some sample boxes of luxury chocolates in his desk. A satisfied and happy Cynthia was a compliant Cynthia, and a compliant Cynthia meant that Mike got his way.And if DiNozzo knew the chocolate was there, he'd eat every damn box. And that'd mean Mike would have to kill.