A policeman arrived first and I told my story. He called the coroner just as the medic ambulance was arriving. I was ushered into another room and the... emergency personnel determined there was nothing they could do. The coroner arrived, examined Pam and then came and talked with me. After talking with her cardiologist, he ruled her death a heart attack and asked which funeral service I planned to use. He then called Blackwelders and informed me that Zeke was on his way. Zeke arrived, talked with. She did and so started her career as a 900 number girl - "I'll suck you dry. 99cents a minute, call 1-900-760-SUCK. Must be 18 or older."She was a natural at it and there was a by-product - she got so horny talking to the callers that she came home and took it out on me. A couple of months went by and the boss called her into his office again. He had a couple of friends that he used as quality control. They would call in acting as customers and see how the girls were doing. One of them had. “Listen Henry, all the people are going to sleep over, since it was a bit unexpected and late now, with the needed booze we consumed, no one wants to go home. It is late at night but the sun is shining nice, get yourself together, maybe you can light up the sauna and we all take a swim to clean off and a sauna to really ready for bed. Is it possible you take some ladies with you and giving them a place to sleep after the sauna, I can’t house them all in the trailer? I got some extra sleeping. I threw off my robe and spread myself invitingly across the couch, eager to feel that monster cock inside me. "Santa," I said, "I've been such a good girl...can I have my present now?" Santa was happy to oblige, but we soon found his round belly was getting in the way. I turned over and got on all fours, and Santa entered me from behind. I couldn't help but groan loudly as I felt his massive cock filling me up. "Oh my gosh! I hope the boys didn't hear that," I gasped. "Don't worry," said Santa..