And it became faster and she put her Scotch down, pushed her dress aside and rubbed her crotch. "I think it's only fair that you join me." she said. "...ake off your pants." It was in order and one that I was happy to obey, although it was challenging to remove my blue jeans without looking awkward. She was enjoying my discomfort and giggled. My boxer shorts look like a badly made tent the centre pole pushing up against the fabric. "You need to get out of those before you hurt yourself," she. ” “So?” Jason shook his head. “I like being outside. I like moving the earth. I hate working inside and at a desk. I spent seventeen years in school sitting at a desk, I don’t want to spend another twenty-five. Being outside and doing that work I can accomplish something, see something grow and actually build it. I don’t care how much money I make, if I don’t like the work then it isn’t worth it.” “But what about the pain?” Melissa asked. Jason shrugged. “Melissa, I’ve never minded doin’ a. This is good, so good, so good. "Don't come, Wil. Don't come. Almost there." I'm hammering my mound down on him faster and faster, feeling his balls on my ass cheeks as I bottom out on his long thick pole. I need that extra stimulation on my clit. I think about Gabe. His manliness. His strength. His maturity. His even bigger cock ramming deep into me. That thought pushes me over the edge. "Oh fuck, I'm coming, Wil. Oh yes." I feel him release into me. I feel the change as his cum mixes with my. Santa began to smooth her skirt and I emerged from my reverie and remembered I was the host here and offered Santa the traditional milk and cookies. Hefting the pack of gifts over her shoulder, Santa followed me into the kitchen, where we talked for what seemed like hours. The same magic that hid the beard shadow evidently worked on clocks too, as the hand of the clock over the stove never moved the whole time we talked. You wouldn't believe the things I learned that night. I found that there.