I undid his shirt and kissed his hairy chest and belly. I was consumed by lust and the urge to pull his trousers and underwear down to see the hard bu...ge that had been pressing against me.I wasn't disappointed to see his lovely thick hard uncut prick and heavy balls in all their glory. I had butterflies in my stomach at where this was leading too. I got down on my knees and teased this horny old man by kissing and licking his hairy thighs downwards. I then kissed the inside of his legs heading. I could have fired him, but that would have been retaliation probably." Michael, do you believe in God?" I believe there is a higher-deity," he replied, shifting in his seat. This question was obviously making him a little uncomfortable at trying to answer. "Is the deity the all-mighty? I don't believe anyone has ever come back to tell us for certain, but I do believe in a higher-power." Michael, is there anything that you'd like to say for the record?" Yes."Cogito ergo sum; je pense, donc je. “Oh shit” I went crossing the ties back across the bathrobe securely at my waist and lifting the corner of the garment higher across my wayward titties.Well at least that stopped the middle guy’s diatribe. Just what is it about even the smallest unexpected peek of a woman’s body that shuts males up? Well they had got more than a peek. I mean my tits were hanging out, close to their bodies, my girly region must have had that wet look still from where I had just been playing with it.I started to. There was a celebratory atmosphere around the school as the students wrote letters to Santa and made a variety of glittery arts and crafts. The tradition for the past ten years was that I was to play the part of Santa Claus sometime during the last week of school. I would pose for photos with the students, pass out candy canes, and accept letters that were addressed to the North Pole. I didn’t have the jolly round body of the real Santa, but after my assistants stuffed my suit with pillows and.