My contract was coming to an end. The company wasn't doing too well so they announced that I wouldn't be renewed and that I will have to seek other jo...s after Christmas. Marise was devastated as she found out about the news. She suggested that we get together with the rest of the colleague and prepare a Christmas function at her house. So the day finally come there was about 30 or so people from work at Marise home. Everyone had a few beverages that night, flirted a little bit and talked about. It was snowing hard. Jackson was sleeping still, sound asleep. The sight of his smooth body made me hard. I kissed him on his forehead and lubed up his little asshole. He instantly woke up and made a small moan. He knew where he was and what he was in for. I fingered him, he was tense again. I put a condom on, stood on my knees in my bed, put his legs on my shoulders and continued to finger him. He was easing up. I started to wank his dick, I wouldn’t let him come yet. I rubbed my four-skin. “Don’t suck it too hard. I don’t wanna come before I get inside of you,” Gihan said.She smiled wildly and started sucking his cock, occasionally rubbing it up and down from time to time.“Mmm,” She was making a sound.Meanwhile, the other three got fully naked and started rubbing their cocks up and down.“Suck it,” he said as he pushed his cock into her mouth, held her head with both hands, and started fucking her mouth, slowly. She placed both hands on his thighs and held them.“Oh,” she made a. Wong moved the silk tent over by the camels so he could slee- er- watch over them.At the Kokand crossroads, in the dirty little town which squatted there for no other reason than to provide drink and food to the caravans while their Masters made up their minds to take the right fork or the left, or to leave messages to each other, John and Zithrusa none-the-less managed to trade the skins for wood. They even got some skeins of raw silk thread at exorbitant rates, but both the wood and silk.