” I struggled to my knees and turned to gathered his near flaccid cock into my mouth. I licked and sucked his slimy cock. I was so happy that he let...me do this. Then, I realized that my cunt was dripping its contents onto his shag rug. All that goo, all his cum and my ass juices poured out of me. He pulled his soft dick out of my mouth. “Nice, job…” then he saw the puddle beneath my ass. “You fucking whore. How dare you let your cunt drain onto my shag carpet. You get down there and lick and. ” Jason said with a snicker. Smiling and looking up through my lashes I say “Make sure you stay on the road. If you don’t you might come up a little short.” I removed my seat-belt and slid over on the seat. I kissed Santa’s bearded face and lowered my head into his lap. I then ran into a little problem. “Where is your penis? I can’t find it.” I know the general location but between the belt, the type of pants, the coat and the pillow stuffing I couldn't locate Santa’s penis. Jason reached. ‘No you don’t.’ said Kyle not looking up. ‘You need it. It’s in your blood.’ ‘I know and I resent the hell out if it.’ said James sitting down on the other side a picking up a scalpel. ‘Maybe you should take the next season off. This long in the heat can get to any one.’ said Kyle continuing to work on the linins. ‘You’re probably right.’ said James starting to do the same. ‘I think I’ll do that. Do you think that you could handle things with out me?’ Kyle stopped and looked up, ‘just because. "I'm sorry, Jeff. I was completely wrong. Please forgive me."As I spoke that last phrase I moved forward, put my arms around him and buried my head in his chest. It was a sincere act of contrition and of love.I knew it was also manipulative. There was a greater chance that if I tossed a coin in the air it would never come down than that Jeff would not forgive me when I asked him this way.He held me. He caressed my shoulders, my neck, my hair.It made me feel wonderful.It made me feel terrible.It.