She was jacking my cock very fast as she moved her tongue on her big red lips. "I'm sorry, I just can't help myself. It's been so long. I feels so rig...ht." Mrs. Claus said. I smiled. I was not sure what to do next. Was she going to just give me a hand job. I did not want to blow it and do something stupid. "That feels very good." I said. "Pull off my husband's boxers. I don't want you to stain them. I can tell you have a big present to give me. Will you be my secret Santa??? Sweetie! You can't. We use to talk a lot and watch TV together and all she cooks good food for me. Couple of days passed just like that. I was getting desperate for her. I only got small chases to see her cleavage and tummy couple of times. Nothing more than that.So I decided to show my body to her just check her reaction. So I started taking only towel to bathroom and after bath I just wrapped towel and come outside. I have lot of hairs on my chest and tummy. She was me and told u have lot of hairs on your body. " Perhaps, another time. This brings up a question though. What kind of support do I need to wear when I leave here? Obviously it will have to have open front cups." A platform bra would probably work. You need a good one. We could probably order some this weekend." We couldn't send them back." True but the extras we could put in the store room."It took Judy and Sarah several hours to create a new blouse for her, then make adjustments so it fit appropriately. They would have been finished. "Now I can't hit all that hard with this hand yet, but I can jab with it." I said."You let me be the one to work out a strategy. You just hit the bag. Remember it's a long fight so go easy." I went to work on the bag. "Move god damn it." he screamed at me.I didn't talk back I just did what he said. I would go three minute and rest one then do it again. I fought for eight rounds. When the time ran out my legs were wobbly, but I kept hitting that fucking bag. It wasn't for him and it wasn't.