As the evening continued, his hands moved further upward and covered my wife's entire legs and her belly. I could see his large hand run up underneath...my wife's shirt on occasion. Shortly after ten, everyone else had left to return to their own campers in the park. There was some kissing between my wife and the guy who was still sitting beside her. Dave and I picked things up around the fire ring, and my wife asked the guy if he wanted to come inside for a bit since it was getting damp outside. She can’t really bob her head due to her current position, but she runs her tongue along the length and sucks as hard as she can. Her pussy still ache from the fucking she just got.Is this some measure of control for me?Her thoughts are interrupted once more when she feels another slimy tentacle enter her ass. It rams itself completely in her back door and into her belly where it proceeds to quickly fuck her. Mercy never stops sucking on the tentacle in her mouth. And she is soon rewarded for. “Oh, come, dearest Santa,” the young maiden cooed,“You know that a lady just loves to be wooed.And if you are good and treat me like a bikeI’ll give you a ride and be wooed as you like.”Old Santa looked down. He was having ten fits!But he buried his face twixt her 38 tits.The globes filled his mouth and she sighed with delight“Oh, Santa you pervert, you’re in for a night!”She twisted her hips, he was flat on his backAnd she straddled his face with his mouth at her crack.“Oh lick me you bastard.. Grabbing a bucket with soapy water, she began washing him. Her boobs were quite large and hung down, flopping around as she worked. His upper body soaped, and rinsed, she started on his legs and underbelly. I suppose that her actions along his underbelly had somewhat excited him, as his penis enlarged and hung down about 12 inches. Ignoring it, she worked on his legs, front and rear.Again, not quite paying full attention to her, I was her peeking out the doorway, checking the area, and she.