After several more thrusts, A-Log pulls off and furiously strokes himself off. Tammy turns herself around and kneels in front of him, holding her large tits as he gets ready to burst. Seconds later, A-Log shoots out several loads of cum all over her butterball sized breasts; several dollops of the white stuff land in between her cleavage, as well as her cheeks and chin. She is surprised that he can shoot that large of a load onto anyone. After several seconds, he finishes discharging his cum onto her bountiful bosom. Tammy licks the cum off her boobs, enjoying the warm taste that has come from her foxy lover.
“How did I do, A-Log?” Tammy asks.
“You were wonderful, Tammy!” he says, as he then kisses her on the lips. “I can tell you and I will have some more fun in the months ahead.”
“Fuck yeah!” she says. “Besides, I'm sure you've got a lot more women you need to introduce me to. I want to know how they love that cock of yours so much!”
He chuckles and says, “You really are that inquisitive, aren't you?”
“Well,” she says, “Before I went into law, I dabbled in psychology for a few spells. I really want to be a little more well-rounded.”
“Speaking of well-rounded,” he says, eying her tits and ass once more, “I really love to see more of that well-rounded body!”
“Maybe tomorrow,” she says. “But I need a little shut-eye. Need some rest before I get back home. Don't want my family to be suspicious after my visit.”
“Agreed,” he says as he and Tammy get into the bed and drape the covers above them.
“Out of curiosity,” says Tammy. “What about your other lovers? Aren't they a little worried about you?”
“Don't worry,” he says with reassurance. “They have plans of their own, and I'll be with them when I return.” He then reaches over the lamp and shuts it off. He kisses her and says, “Good night, Tammy.”
“Night, Anthony!” she says, as she and A-Log drift off into sleep after fucking the night away.
Meanwhile, back in Staten Island, we see a line at around 4 in the morning in front of Toys R' Us. We see two familiar figures in the line of people waiting for the deals; Mary Kay Foxman, the curvy vixen who is wearing a red winter coat and black pants to fight off the cold; and Blondi Bee, who is wearing a black and yellow snow jacket and cap that covers her beehive hairdo.
“Remind me again on why that husband of yours put you on Black Friday duty this year?” Blondi says with annoyance as she struggles to fight the cold.
“I just got the short straw of it all,” says Mary Kay, blowing into her hand and rubbing her hands to stay warm. “Besides, he did so last year, so it's my turn!”
“I just don't get it,” Blondi says in disgust. “Why is it so important for everyone to spend an entire night in front of a store just to get some deals the day after Thanksgiving?”
“They are some good deals,” Mary Kay says in recollection. “I remember getting a few deals on a few presents my daughters wanted last year.”
“Yeah, and I have to get some for my nephew at least,” says Blondi. “Cute kid, but I swear he can't wait for me to get it in December. I mean, how desperate do you have to be in order to do this?”
Mary Kay then taps the shoulder of another person in front of her and asks, “Excuse me? How long have you been on this line for?”
The male sea lion turns his head to her and says, “I've been here since September!”
Surprised, as well as shocked, at his answer, Mary Kay and Blondi look behind them at the long line, and then in front of them. Finally, in confusion, Blondi asks, “How do you survive and go to work?”
“I take my precautions!” he says as he holds out a jar that has some yellow liquid in it. Mary Kay and Blondi look at each other in disgust, as Blondi says, “Damn! Black Friday attracts the most desperate people!”
“I can see what P.T. Barnum said about how suckers were born every minute!” Mary Kay says, as she tries to keep her breakfast from escaping her esophagus.