What are you doing? Relax Corey he said, I came over to pick up my tools and noticed your bedroom door was ajar. I saw your laptop opened and decided ... should close it and put it on your desk so you didn’t knock it off your bed while sleeping. That’s when the i****t porn and the interesting IM conservation caught my eye. I didn’t know you were a fag Corey; I would have been fucking that sweet tight boy pussy. I barely get any from your mom because she cannot handle my cock, she’s always. He admired my meal.-mm…this is great! Really, is this some religious meal of yours?-oh yeah…I explained him. He seemed so happy.-…you know, I guess I had a cook like you--you already do! You have me--oh come on, you are much more than a cook. I cannot have you as my cook, you know-His lovely eyes were towards mine. We smiled at each other.Once we finished our meals, he asked me,-so…shall we exercise?-He made me exercise at the backyard of the house. He had gym equipment stocked there. He gave. Tonight was a night in which all-good men and women should stay snug before a roaring fire while hugging their love ones. If Santa were going to make his rounds tonight it would truly be a superhuman event. The snow was falling silently in great sheets while the wind howled with unremitting fury, it was a whiteout. The brown hills of the posh estate had already been covered in a foot of new snow in the few short hours since the last gleams of the winter sun had dwindled and died and the Gods. ” He growled loud and deep into her ear. “You will not cum my pet. You will be a good slut for me and wait until I give you permission. The punishment will be severe if you cum without me.” “Aye, Sir. I will be a good slut.” Her eyes darkened to a darker blue as she looked into His eyes. “I wish not to disappoint You Sir. I will wait for Your word before I release my energy, and I will continue to keep myself close for the next 5 days.” “Good pet.” He leaned down and kissed her one more.