" me moaning too.As i was stroking my cock, the messenger keeps on moaning while massaging his cock as Mike keeps on pushing in and out his cock. "hhh...ha, haaaa, hhaaaa,,, yeah,,, i'm about to cum... fuckk.. hhhaaa" mike in total pleasure."hmmmm,, yeahhhh,,me toooo,,, hmmm i think i'm gonna shoot out.." messenger in ecstacy."ahhhh... i think i'm gonna explode ahhh" talking to myself as i jerk fast.The messenger shoot out his cum first..."ahhhhhh,,, shhhhhhittttt... hmmm.." then, i exploded my. My dad pulling me aside, saying how proud he was of me, how he knew I'd be great, get rapid promotions. How could I face them again having failed so soon? But... "Sir, you said you MAY have to let me go ... Is there anything I can do to save my job?" I'm afraid not. My team is built on trust. I'd trust every single agent under my command with my life with just one exception. You. I suppose it makes no difference if it was deliberate or accidental. If it was deliberate I can't trust you with. At night I dream- and pray, even though I've never been particularly religious- about my desired life. I know that I'll most probably stay the way I am, and I'll make the best of that, but it won't stop me from dreaming.Anyway, time kept on slippin' into the future, and finally we arrived at December twenty-fifth, Christmas morn. There was a pile of presents beneath the tree, including quite a few that hadn't been there the previous night. I had opened most of my presents before I got to the. "Are you with us, Mister Johnson?" asked a voice somewhere off to my left.The best I could do in response was a punctuated groan."Just relax. We're working on your arm right now." Then to somebody who wasn't me, "Dump another load. We need him out."I felt a coolness and then a burning in my good arm and the world went away.The next time I woke up I was in the recovery room. There was a nurse, my sister, and Ronni. I tried to squeeze out a simple "Hey" but I guess it came out a grunt more than.