All those hot bitches got you all worked up.”I told her that she was the hot bitch that got me worked up, and told her to suck me off.She asked, “...hat did you call me?”I replied, “Suck my cock, you slut!” I pulled over while she was jacking me; then pulled my pants down. She took her dress off, and climbed up so I could suck her wonderful nipples and finger her very wet cunt.“Who is the one all worked up?” I teased. “Shut up and give me that cock, you fucker!”She started sucking on my boner,. I mean, Frank and Adam had just seen me completely naked, but I did it anyway. We finished getting dressed and then Adam drove me to my place. Adam said he hoped I wasn't mad at him for not telling me the full truth about what I would be doing for Santa. I said it was alright but next time maybe he'd tell me beforehand so I knew what I was getting into.So over the next two week it was more of the same: me on my knees before each show sucking Frank and sometimes sucking Adam too. Then Thursday. Her home was befitting to the success she had gained. Private entrance, all gated and personal permission to enter, the home was set back at least several hundred yards from the street. She was on the front porch to greet me. In person she was much more striking then I ever imagined. Dark brown hair, flowing easily behind her back, a flawless figure and huge breasts that showed no sagging. Her nipples were easily seen, just as her assistants were. She also was a hugger, but this time, she held. I was still in his arms, looking up at him.“I don’t care how you found out; I only care that you believe me.” I continued in-between sniffles, “I will never allow what happened today ever to happen again. I never should’ve let it get out of control. Don’t ever think that you weren’t my first.” Then it was his turn to stop me.“Shhh, stop. You and I haven’t declared anything to each other. So, it’s none of my business what you were doing today. But I’m not going to lie. It pissed me off for a.