When the music blared again from his alarm clock, Marty groaned and shut it off. Noticing it was a little before 8am, he had to get going. He was sche...uled to be at the 24th Street Mall at 9am for prep work and costume fitting. The Mall opened up at 10am and the line of kids and their parents would be wrapped around the Christmas Display for Santa. The first day was always the worst, because parents now wanted to get pictures of their kids with Santa on their holiday cards. It was the new trend. We stayed like that until my cum began seeping from her anus as my erection subsided, and the moment ended. With a moan, I raised myself off Cristine's prone form and drew my hips back. My semi plopped unceremoniously from her arsehole, and retrieving her torn panties from the floor, I gave my cum-covered prick a couple of wipes before tossing them onto the workbench, just in front of her face. She didn't move, but before I turned away to get dressed, I saw her lips form a wispy smile. Knowing. He said that he liked the old classic stuff better then the new and we went on to moving the fridge. After we were done I offered him a cold soda seeing we had worked up a sweat. He accepted and we sat in the living room. He said that I should start up the porn tape and we could watch while we cooled off. I fired it up and we sat there drinking our drinks. We talked a bit about how sexy the chicks were and that they seemed more "into" it. I noticed that he was rubbing his glass on his. After lunch, we walked through the city, across the Boston Common and Public Gardens, crossing over to the Esplanade and the Charles River and the walkway along the Charles River to the Massachusetts Avenue Bridge which connects Boston and Cambridge. Along the way we sat on the river bank grass and continued our discussion. She was a very intelligent and attractive woman. We seemed to get along well and the conversation flowed naturally, always absent any awkward moments. At the Bridge, Ann.
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