“You really are tense aren’t you Jean?” said Marie after awhile, and she put down the brush and started massaging Jean’s shoulders. “Oh that...feels so good. It’s just what I need.” “Let me get that skirt off you so you can relax some more. The day is over.” And with that she unzipped the skirt from behind and when Jean stepped out of it Marie continued massaging her shoulders, the two of them standing there in just their bras and panties. Just then Elise walked into the viewing room. “I thought. If youintentionally screw the team today, I'll shit you out dead with zerowarning. No, don't say anything. Shut your pie-hole and listen: Juststay away from the play. Yeah, you've got nothing to offer this teambut a warm body. But keep running around the field, got it? That wayyou'll fool everybody into thinking you're trying to help. After thegame, get your punk ass back to mommy because you've got no future withany team of mine. Try not to trip over your shoelaces when you runonto. She was panting and moaning. She pushed her cunt hard onto my tongue as her fingers moved to her clit as she began having her first orgasm. She was shaking and practically screaming as she came! She then stood up and turned around, facing away from my cock, and lowered herself onto my face again. She began to grind again as my tongue worshipped her delicious cunt. Her lips were full and puffy and hung down a bit, which I love. And her clit was big! It actually looked like a little, tiny. “Oh, Santa! You came!” “Well, not yet, but I plan to cum 3 or 4 times by theend of the night.” Santa stood in the living room staring at thisbeautiful virgin, wearing a red half shirt and a blackskirt. She had on black buckle shoes and red thigh highsocks. She was magnificent. The only thing missing, inSanta’s warped mind, was a cock or two crammed in hersmall holes. But he’d see what he could do to fix that. “What’s in the bag, Santa?”.