The water was making her skin shine adding more to the definition of her tight body. She slowly rubbed and squeezed her breasts. She ran her hands dow... her body to her pussy and the back up to her breasts. She grabbed her as cheeks and bent down and spread them apart. She then ran her fingers through pussy lips spreading them apart. My girl would make a lot of money if she were a stripper. She made sure that she turned around so that all got a good show. She slowly dried her hair wrapped it in. "I know who you're dressed up as. I asked who you were," Nicholas warned.The newcomer let out a great, booming laugh full of mirth before replying, "I am who I appear to be. I am Grandfather Yule, although my real name is Kristopher. It is I who gives presents to the poor children, and perhaps I can help you give your gift this year as well." You're just a myth, a tale parents have told even when we were young," Marta scoffed."Is that so, Marta? Did you enjoy your red-haired dolly when you were. Jose pulled me up and bent me over the sink. Using his knee he spread my legs apart and then moved in close.I looked at him over my shoulder and licked my lower lip. “C’mon, give it to me; I want that man cock in me.”“Fuck, you are a horny girl, Esmeralda.”“Stop talking, and fuck me.”“Ah, oh, oh, oh fuck me, that feels so fucking good,” I exclaimed when his cock slid into me.“Yeah, you like it?”“Yes, yes,” I managed to gasp as he pounded me.His balls slapped into me and his beer belly pressed. As I mentioned earlier we were thousands of miles apart but since that day the distance didn’t matter much.Until then we had not seen each other so it was quite natural to exchange our photos which we did. She was indeed beautiful. Our conversations now had become very frequent and almost certainly revolved around sex. We didn’t let go of a single opportunity to be with each other.As we were in different countries there was the time difference. Time wise I used to be behind her. So when she.