They bounced up in the air. I thrust my arms over my head, stretching my back. My hands clutched my phone as the rapture shot through me. The bed crea...ed beneath me, the silky sheets caressing my back and rump.“Lilith!” I moaned. The d... the naughty creature ate me out. She devoured me with hunger. “Oh, God, yes!”She thrust her right hand up my belly and grasped my left tit. She squeezed it as her tongue wiggled around in my pussy. Her nose nuzzled into my clit. I groaned as her fingers dug. I was dying to start removing her cloths and as I got permission from her without wasting any second I started peeling off her clothes. First I took out her saree as I told you she look sexy when she is only in her blouse and petticoat she was damn hot in that position then I kissed her all over the skin I can see when she was in blouse and petticoat alone. She rolled on to me and sat on me and started kissing me all over my face neck chest and raised my hands and started kissing me everywhere. I would slowly open my mouth and allow his cock to enter between my lips. Taking as much as I could before I choked. He would pull that cock out of my mouth and lean down to kiss me before roughly grabbing me by the back of my head and forcing all his cock down the back of my throat, making my eyes tear and fuel this passion I have to pleasure this man as best I could. I would get into a nice rhythm of licking and sucking the head, then forcing my way down to the root, his pubes tickling my. No ghosts, just a normal Christmas Day. I was at the Church playing Kris Kringle for the little one's, a job that would take me well into the late afternoon.After about an hour, at about 10:30 in the morning, a woman appeared before me. She seemed to be quite agitated at me and I wondered why and who she was. She yelled at me that I was ruining her Christmas and I asked her what the hell did she mean? I didn't even know her."Well, you know my husband. As a matter of fact, you're making him work.