”Diane glanced at my crotch and male organs. But the glance was long and seemed deliberate as if to insinuate my indecent nude cheapness and disrepu...e. Her lips curled into a sneer as if she knew my answer before she asked her question.“Were you ever naked in a porn video or porn photos, Tom?” she asked as she looked up from ogling my penis.“Yeah, several,” I said. “All with black African or black American girls.” They exchanged snickers and scurrilous grins and then glanced at my male sex. What the... My insides exploded at these words, a fiery prickle spreading across my entire body. Not because Heather had been reserved in her use of film, and certainly not because Heather’s change of position had been revealed. In fact, it was the exact opposite: her voice had sounded out from the other corner of the room! And even as she’d answered, I was still being kissed.I remained frozen, utterly shocked even as the lips mashed against mine yet again. But it was Heather kissing me, I was. But, just before he reached the apex--and with an enormous effort on my part--I moved a step away. I pretended to straighten an ornament on the fake Christmas tree. "Knock it off, Saint Nick," I said in a low, indulgent tone. "We still have four more hours on our shift." Mall Santa and elf. He groaned, the sexy bastard. Well-built, athletic, and adventurous at sixty-seven. Forty-five years in age difference between us and I could barely keep my hands off of him. He had me at the point where the. ." I muttered. I needed something...I looked at my dad's cock, cum hanging from the tip, and licked my lips...My dad smiled at me, "You want to clean my cock boy?"I nodded.He moved up to my face and presented my open mouth with his cock. I inhaled it greedily. It's half limp state made it all softness, the spongy head and shaft bent easily as I worked all over it with my tongue, cleaning off every bit of cum and sucking the last of it out the tip. I felt like a cheap slut. As I moaned with my.