Then I dip a finger from my other hand into my vagina, wet it and then fill my asshole. I leave that finger there and with the other hand I massage my...clit. I give myself lots of time to make sure my clit, my very sensitive lips that love being touched and my throbbing vulva get lots of attention. Then, I put first two into my pussy and move my hand in and out, in and out, faster and faster. After that I have this Winnie the Pooh stuffed a****l. His nose is kind of hard, and it wiggles. I turn. I began to lightly stroke her chest, staying away from her nipples, but just very lightly stroking her skin, including down to just above her pubic hair. As I described, she had short, soft pubic hair, and yes, she was a natural blonde. I talked to her softly, as I stroked her, and asked her about her masturbations fantasies, and again, how often she played with herself and what toys she used. I kept the talk soft, but sexual, and asked her if she had ever shaved her pussy. She told me she had. I smiled back and rapidly got off her. She told me to lay on my back as my masculine shaft crawled out of her and she straddled me at the waist, taking my man ramrod in her hand and lining it up her stretched hole. I thought that it would be a little awkward position but really it was not. I just pushed up as she lowered herself down and just that easily we had an ideal connection inside her gelling so sweet.“Oh, I really like that…” I said sensing her pink fortress surround my force, with a. Wrapping presents for four people shouldn’t have been this hectic, and with the meaning being the kiss preying on her mind had all in all made an emotional overload for Katie causing her to wash away her worries with copious amounts of Bailey’s and mince pies, feeling the buzz off the concoction immediately. The following days leading up to Christmas had all merged into one as Katie enjoyed her Christmas run up the only way she knew possible, by herself, but on Christmas Eve she had managed to.