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Eggnogged: Frankie drank to deal with Mr. Harriman and his constant orders, now dragging Mac to a closet for a "Yule Log"
"Come on, Mac. You just gotta help me take the edge off a little", Frankie pleaded with him, her tongue slobbering over the boy's mouth, forcing itself behind his teeth while her breath still bore the distinct smell of eggnogg. Her hands were already frantically fumbling with his bottons and zipper, shedding his pants for his impressive present to her. "And nothing takes the edge off like some good dick", she grunted as her fingers wrapped around his length, pumping up and down to help it grow, spreading his pecum in the process.
Mac enjoyed this side of Frankie, typically reserved for when her grandmother's cookies were on the line. Today, she came to him on her own, though. Fine by him if she wanted to slobber on his cock. Her mouth watered as if she stared at a gourmet meal, running her tongue along the shaft and drawing circles around his tip.
"Fuck, you taste so good~", she moaned, taking in that sweet and salty flavor, letting it drizzle down her throat, before sucking it down directly. Her lips stretched out as she pulled back out, sealing them around his dick like a vacuum before shoving him backdown her gullet. Again and again, her eyes crossing as her oxygen depleted and yet, she was determined to drain his balls of all that thick, cremey cock milk.
Her eyes watered. Her hands grabbing his ass to drive him in deeper. Her hair clung to her sweat covered forehead as the rest shook wildly from her frantic motions. That is, until Mac grabbed her shaggy, red locks, keeping her in place while he shot load after load directly into her stomach until she finally pulled away. The last few shots landed on her face and in her mouth. Though, she ended up drooling his seed back out through her delirious smile, relaxed and content in that storage closet.