“Yes. I will do the actual search obviously, but he has to observe. It’s the regulations.” “Oh, OK. I suppose so.” “Yes, so if you would j...st like to undress, in your own time,” said Danielle. Phil looked on, desperately fighting the swelling in his trousers, as the girl began to undo her blouse. Danielle licked her lips. The girl’s blouse fell open, revealing her red satin bra and then she went to unzip her skirt at the side. There was a gentle swish as the fabric ran over her hips and down. I knew soon he was going to cum. Faster and faster he fucked my face. He would cram his dick into my throat so deep till I couldn’t breathe, only to yank it out to hear me gasp for breath. Over and over he did this till both of his hands were on the back on my head. All at once, he pressed himself deep into my throat. I felt his cock throbbing inside of me. Then, it happened. I opened my eyes to watch him open his mouth to let out the sweetest moan I’d ever heard. It was like a whisper but. I’d shed a lot of tears, but when my eyes misted over, it wasn’t out of pain or sorrow or loss. I was deeply affected by what she’d said to me. I carefully put the tray aside and then wrapped her up in a hug. “When everything happened with my brother, I sort of lost my mother. My father was never any great prize, but I’ve missed having someone like that in my life.”She hugged me back just as tight. I remember that the last time I hugged my mother, I’d felt nothing. There was none of the love. She noticed the bulge in my pants. She applied even more pressure with her butt. Yep, it was coming pretty clear. She wanted to get some. I only needed the final proof. I then asked if she had been a good girl. She said yes, and I said that she needed to do one more thing for old Santa. "Old Santa's pipe has gone out, would you mind lighting it for me again?" She nodded, and searched for the lighter in the jacket. "Santa's lighter is in his pants, right pocket!" I told her. She put her hand.