The holidays had snuck up on him again just like they did the last couple of years."Shit!"He was going to be 30 in January and officially an old man. ...e made a silent vow not to make fun of old people anymore because he would be joining their ranks soon enough.Sal was inundated with requests for bringing up Christmas trees and other holiday-related crap this time of year but he didn't mind because it was a good way to be on the spot when they felt amenable to giving him some money for. Go and get ready and then come back. I'll do mine after I do you."It was a thrill when she removed the old bandages, some of which stuck a little. The tape pulled the hairs out. I gasped and she laughed. "Gotcha." I have a long memory, Cynthia. You'd better never get scratched up."She slowly pulled a piece of tape off my body. "Well, I don't have this awful hair all over my body. I don't have many places where you would find any. I get my bikini waxing done at the salon, so there isn't much. . kissed the floor in front of her tormentor... and once more knelt erect. The hate in her heart was even stronger, but her intelligence told her it was folly to resist and rebel, however much one might be goaded to. That way only greater suffering lay. When one is so powerless, one must temporarily submit, she told herself. She must wait, with unimaginable patience and resolve, for the day of revenge.It seemed as if Vesta had somehow divined Isabel's new resolution. But she knew, of course,. As I spurted my man juice, he pulled my cock out of his mouth and aimed it at his face. With his hand controlling the direction of spray, he seemed to get exactly what he wanted.After my orgasm subsided, I looked down at him - face glistening like the surface of a glazed doughnut. It was great to see, and feel. Up and up I pulled him, so his face was next to mine. He wanted to wipe it off - I said "no." I then began to rub his face against mine, so we could share my cum. We kissed several.