"Look, Santa, you knowwhen they're sleeping, and when they are awake, right?" Santanodded, puzzled. "So what difference does it make?"Santa started ...o open her mouth, then stopped. Maybe Anya hada point. But then again.... "But in this body, I don't have thestrength! I can't finish the job in one night! Not with this body!"Anya digested this fact, then reluctantly nodded. But Greg wasn'tput off. "So why don't you get a couple of elves to help you?Wouldn't that do the job?"Santa's eyes. Hardly any people there even on Sundays.On a warm, sunny Wednesday in late July I had left the path, walked on through some low bushes and arrived at a very pretty secluded opening with a lot of flowers. Close to the edge of this opening I found a wind felled tree in the shade, ideal as a seat while I had my lunch and a cup of coffee. It also offered a nice view of the flowers and butterflies. I had just finished my sandwich and was enjoying the coffee when I heard somebody coming through the. I drove to Ouyen before stopping for fuel and a late lunch, then headed off to Bendigo planning to drive through to Melbourne depending on how I felt. Anne decided after lunch she felt like a nap, dropping back the seat she got comfortable and dozed off, in the back seat behind me Johnny got a better view of her cleavage, which improved after ten minutes as she shuffled to get more comfortable.I looked in the rear vision mirror as we chatted, noticing Johnny was having trouble not staring at. “You breed me, Futanari!” Jocelin said, her eyes wild behind her glasses. Exultation spilled across her features. “Thank you, thank you!”“Let me taste the Holy Seed in your vessel, Jocelin!” Hilario moaned.“Yes, yes, I want that,” whimpered the green-eyed girl, her pussy clenching on you. “And, please, Goddess, breed her while she pleases me. Let us share in it.”“I'll grant that... that prayer,” I groaned, my futa-dick twitching. How could I say no to a virgin licking my cum out of her friend's.