‘Don’t look at me like that!’ I wailed at my reflection which promptly grinned back at me. ‘Stop bloody talking to yourself you nutter!’ I h...ssed at the reflection and giggled. It was now or never. My boyfriend Sam was sitting on the sofa remote control in hand, cigarette dangling from his lower lip looking irresistibly gorgeous and cute all at the same time. Seeing me totter into the room in my dangerously high heels he grinned. ‘You are going then?’ I nodded. ‘Yeah....’ I gave him a twirl. ?"Wow, Tess...usually you don't like oral sex." This was true. I generally didn't, and NEVER swallowed, ?but as a slavegirl things were different. Leo watched in astonishment as I kissed his feet.After I'd given Leo his world-class blowjob, he was so happy, and went on about my spanking..."I just couldn't believe how hot that was, Tess."?But he didn't know how (foolishly) indefagitable I was. I went outside and cut a couple of switches from our spruce tree,and hosed them off so they would be. He pulled up around 9 pm. She saw his truck sitting in her drive and took one more look in the mirror before unlocking the door. She opened the door for him and his eyes immediately widened at the sight of her hair down and framing her face in a sweetly seductive way while her breasts strained against the fabric of a thin, white tank top. When she turned to lock the door back, he noticed a hot pink thong peeking out of her tight, black pants. He felt his cock begin to stiffen and he discreetly. Walking around the glowing sleigh, Santa reached up to hoist Rachyl down from the parapet."Now, my dear, remember. No sweets until later," Santa voiced."Of course, Santa. No sweets until later," Rachyl coyly replied.Walking arm in arm up to the door, the two made quite the couple. Rachyl's beauty obscured Santa's rotund physique. Her hair truly glowed with a gilded aura, her eyes twinkling with ravenous appetite as she looked up at Santa's face.I removed my robe, wrapped it around Rachyl's.