Seeing his regular customer he invited me inside even though it was late and closed the doors so that no other person should enter seeing the saloon open.He opened my shirt buttons to cover me with apron, I observed that his fingers were grazing on my nipples which are visible from my light textured shirt while covering me with apron. He started his hair cut as he was leaning on the chair handle, his penis and balls are occassionally touching my hand which I rested on the chair handle. I could feel his penis throbbing and getting erect at the touch of my hand. I slowly inched my fingers towards his crotch and started rubbing his zip area. He smiled at me and removed my apron to find my hand on his penis. He continued his hair cut without any objection, I gathered courage and pulled his zip down and pushed my hand inside his fly. I touched his penis which was already erect through the thin material of his underwear. I could feel the warm rod like penis even from the confines of his. Soon Ann came down the stairs with Bob's robe over top of her pajamas. Ann walked to him and put her arms around his neck and kissed him.She pulled away a little and looked at Bob, "Merry Christmas."Bob pulled her to him again and kissed her. Ann made no attempt to move away from him. When they broke their kiss she kept looking into his eyes; drinking in his rugged good looks.They heard a chair scraping on the floor and looked at Brenda sitting down at the table, "Gosh, don't you two ever stop? Coffee ready?"Ann's face began to turn beet red, "Gosh Mom, you don't think that I can see what's going on?" Are we going to eat breakfast first or open presents first?"Bob spoke first, "Let's all get a slice of toast and a cup of coffee and take it in the living room and open presents."Bob put the bread in the toaster and then poured each of them a cup of coffee. They were waiting for him to lead the way so he passed them and walked into the living room. He put a couple of logs on the fire.
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