"Here it comes," I said as I stopped holding back and held it fully extended as I gushed three times in rapid succession and then once more after anot...er out and in.I hugged her and humped her for another minute or two, pistoning out some of my jism, and them let my well-satisfied tool ease out of her. She turned quickly, lowered herself to her knees and lapped me into her mouth. She sucked and licked and groaned and then let it slip free and stood and kissed me, openmouthed, and dandled my. Give them a little time. If I'm not here I won't kill one of them."Mom laughed, "Promise not to tell?"I nodded.She presented me with her little finger. I hooked it with mine.Pinky Swear is more than on the bible."I feel exactly the same. There are days I want to tear someones arm off and use it to beat the other ones to death." Mom? Is growing up always a pain in the ass?" Wendy! ... such language ... it's better than a pain in the pussy!" Mother! There are impressionable children present!"Mom. Meg said to the two girls that tomorrow they were going to leave. “Mark down the hours you work and give it to Sam. We can send your brother a container that you can put the stuff into. Try to keep a count on what you purchased.”Brenda said, “We have one so far.”“Well, we have about 85 to do now. You have about 4 days, so grab what you can from all over the Tampa Bay Area! Brenda when you get back, rent a van so you can go in different directions or carry more. Someone will be at the plant day. The man turned around. He was about 5'9. He was dressed exactly like Santa Claus, but his beard seemed real. He was old, definitely between 60 and 70. He smiled at me and put his index finger to his lips and said "Shhh..." "Who are you? I'm going to call 9-1-1" I told him in a whisper. I couldn't figure out why I was whispering, I should be shouting trying to wake up my parents. "Well Jenna, I'm Santa Claus. I know you've been a good girl and that your parents can't afford to give you much this.