She has that hour glass figure all the girls want. He stares down her dress for perhaps longer than what would usually qualify as normal, but this is ... fantasy of hers and he’s just fulfilling the role of perverted Santa.He feels Maggie wiggle her ass against his now rapidly growing member and says, “Are you excited to see Santa?”“Actually, I’m real excited to see you,” she confirms with a blush. “It seems that you’re just as excited. But with all the girls that sit in your lap, it must happen. Since you are up Miss Guimarra, how about something from you?”“I should have known better,” she said blowing out her clarinet. “This is the Solatina for Clarinet.”What a fabulous sound she made, going from bright and fast to tender and hopeful.I started the applause for her.Surprisingly, Brigitte raised her hand.“Yes dear, you have a solo for us?” I said never having heard of such a thing.“Michael,” she said in that marvelous accent, “This is called, ‘Too Cool for Shorts.’”There was a group. They are rough on the skin without underclothes, but they will keep us warm. We need to get out of sight of satellites though. You can walk?"Jorie stood on shaky limbs."I can. It just may take longer than normal to walk to the FAD." No time, we need to get under cover," a voice next to his ear said. A strong arm came behind his back grasped him under his arms. "You walk and I'll take the weight." I'd rather wait for the next dance," Jorie said, suddenly giddy and lightheaded.The next moment. I asked if I should put a condom on and she replied "fuck no baby, I wanna feel your bare cock inside me". I didn't hesitated spreading her meaty legs apart and sliding my rock hard cock into her warm juicy pussy. She asked "Do you like having your cock inside my fat, wet pussy baby?" "I fucking love it baby! Your fat pussy feels amazing. I want you to cover my cock with your fat pussy juices until it's dripping down from my cock to my balls. I want my cock to smell like your beautiful fat.