. every off-center quirk I ever harbored about what's sexy, there it was in one neat package. She was grinning."Oh, you think you have me figured out,...don't you?" I laughed.Her hand gently wrapped around my dick. Her giggle was gentle, too. "Something tells me I'm right, you know." Her blue eyes flashed. "Want me to run down the rest of the list? I know lots of things that'll put you so close to the edge I can sneeze and you'll squirt for me."She did, too. And she was happy and giggling when. They were tiny, the fine lace barely concealing her flesh tone, a wisp of blonde pubic hair visible above the waistband. The tiny triangle of material pointing like an arrow to the mound between her legs, as the lace disappeared around her back. Her thighs and legs bare, her gentle tan accentuating the whiteness of her panties. “Oh wow” I heard myself mumble.She was pointing at her panties, “Look, they barely fit, and look there is nothing covering my ass.” She turned looking over her shoulder. I sought out and found her clit, the little swollen nub, and I played with it as she had with me. I felt I was making up for years of lost moments and I avidly drank the nectar she gave me. Two of my fingers slowly slipped inside her and she started to writhe and push back against me, willing me on. And then I was being tossed around as if in some giant machine. Her grip in my hair tightened to the point where it became painful and her thighs clamped the sides of my head. Above me, she was. In a way, Santa was glad to see Harrison leave the North Pole because he was one of the few Elves that knew about his obsession with humping pretty young female Elves each year when Christmas came around and his libido was “full-steam ahead” and anchored to a mate that no longer had any interest in his old-man body with all the handsome young workers just waiting to please her in any way she desired behind closed doors. Santa didn’t mind anymore because he was too involved with wooing and.
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