I would rip my troops a new one if they called me Mary, which is why everyone called me commander. But Mrs. Claus could call me whatever she wanted. �...�Mary, I know that you have always wanted me. I even know that you had one of the toy makers make a toy that looked like my, tight, smooth so easy to fuck pussy,” she said with a wicked smile. “Well I can explain…” I started to say in protest. “Shh… It’s okay, I understand,” Mrs. Claus said. “I know that you have always wanted me and I was stupid. "Damn am I good."We made it to the Porsche dealer by 7:30 and that gave us a little over an hour for a test drive. Steve had already talked with the salesman at length this morning, so we were able to get the keys and hit the road. The car was magnificent. It was a beautiful red Cayman with less than 50 miles on it. We put 20 miles on the car before pulling back in the dealership 45 minutes later.The ride home was filled with pros about his reasons for getting the car. I had already begun. And I’m better off without her, that’s for sure.’ Tammy pursed her lips as if to stop herself from arguing, and then gave him a pointed look. ‘I get that you want her out of your face, but we can’t fire her over your breakup, you know.’ ‘What? Why the hell not? This is a private operation. I can fire whoever the hell I want.’ Tammy sighed. ‘It’s a risk, Joe. A huge one.’ He was silent as her unsaid words sunk in. ‘You mean she could sue. Sexual harassment. Discrimination. Unjust. "Margaret wrapped her hand around the root of his huge, throbbing prick. Lewdly she started jacking the big cock up and down, slow and hard. She stared at the cock knob, watching the piss hole open up to spit out little droplets of cream."Does this feel better, Walter? Is this how you touch your prick when you jack off?" I think it would feel a lot better if you sucked on it, Mrs. Kelly." That might be therapeutic too, Walter. To see your reaction."By now a great deal of sticky, milky cock.