Finally, Santa pushed her face down on the couch, spread her legs, and drove his cock deep into her pussy. Demi screamed as she came hard on his cock,...soaking it and the sofa in her juices.“Yes Santa! Fuck me! Fuck me hard!” she wailed.Santa grabbed her hair with one hand, pulling her head back and pounded her. Each thrust drove his cock deeper into her pussy, filling her the way no man had ever done before. Demi clawed at her couch and begged for more. With his free hand, Santa teased her. She needed no encouragement. She must have done this before. Her arms were around me, pressing me to herself, our breasts wonderfully cushioned against one another. She kissed me. And ran her hands down my back, clasping my ass the way I clasped Jocelyn's. I clasped Monique's in return. So different she felt from Jocelyn. That someone so slender could have an ass so round, so yielding. We kissed, pressed ourselves against one another. Her hand came round to my front. I was dizzy with the. After getting dressed I checked my self in the full length mirror. Everything was OK. The mini dress covered my stocking tops. Just! The red colour of the lacy bra and thong was just showing through the light cream dress. My only concern was that it was VERY obvious that I was wearing a suspender belt. But it made me feel hot and sexy. I didn't tell Steve this, I just let it give me a little warm feeling inside.We got to the bar, checked our jackets, and went back into one of the chill out. They would sleep after further masturbation on those mornings, whilst the wretched Creed was made to appreciate every moment of his last days. It was just such a mature Matriarch with spitefully enthusiastic younger charges, that Creed was handed over to as the last name was crossed from the list, on the eve before his period of chastity and the glorious event to follow a week later. Julia’s curt smile cut through the formalities of introduction as Creed cowered at the feet of an exceptional.