"No," Cindy replied."There's something sticking in my bum!" "My big belt buckle," Santa said dismissively, "Don't worry about it." "It's a bit low for...a belt buckle, isn't it," Cindy frowned. "I'm wearing hipsters." Santa replied and, like Claude, looked as innocent as he could. "Mmm," said Cindy, suspiciously. Santa smiled benignly at the girl on his lap and peered at her over his wire-framed spectacles. "Have you been good," he asked. "Well," Cindy replied, " I haven't been bad. My boyfriends. As I began to shower I kept looking over my shoulder to see if he was looking in. Every time I looked over I caught his eyes staring at my tight white ass. I began to massage myself with body wash and bent over multiple times so he could see more of my ass. I gave him a show and he was loving it so much he began to stroke his pulsing cock.Eventually, the temptation became too much because he made his way over and got in my shower and closed the curtain. His cock was extremely hard and it was. Now in the next round I have to tell you that you can only use your tongue, no hands! So if you’d care to lie down we’ll get started.” Diane told me.I lay down on the floor and soon felt the first girl lowering herself down onto my face. I flicked my tongue at her clit, and then delved into her slit, I could tell instantly from the taste it was Diane, but continued to lick her out until she got off me. The next girl quickly crouched over my face, I couldn’t tell who it was from the taste this. When I came back into the room Ray was already masturbating. He and I would often beat our meat together; it became our private rite of passage. His dick was large compared to the other boys we had seen during group showers at school, about the same size as mine. “I can’t believe it,” he said about the glass, “It was almost like I was in the room.”“Let me show you something else,” I said. He followed me into my parent’s room. “Imagine,” I said sitting on the edge of their bed, “they were.