As soon as her tits sprung free the stranger was squeezing them and pulling them into his mouth to suck. I noticed several other men were not watching...the move but were now watching the action in our row. In no time after he started to fondle my wifes titties the stranger had my wife flopping all over her seat with an intense orgasm. I think everyone within ear shot knew she had an orgasm. At that point the stranger suggested we move to the back of the theater for more room. My wife had quickly. ‘You better believe it!’ Peter replied. ‘It was unreal!’ ‘What are we going to do now?’ she asked softly. Peter smiled at her. ‘What would you like to do?’ he asked. ‘I want you to make love to me until I can’t walk any more!’ Bonnie replied. She kissed him again. Peter grinned at her. ‘That’s a pretty tall order,’ he said, ‘but I’ll do my best, I promise.’ He smiled. ‘After all, I do pride myself on my service.’ rolled off her and they lay in each other’s arms, enjoying the warmth of their. The girls all giggled, signed their names, and sealed their envelopes and placed them in their stockings which they hung in their dorm rooms.Of course, good old Santa loved to give presents, and fulfill desires, so naturally, after reading of this squad of girls who wanted to become reindeer pony girls, he couldn’t jolly well refuse. After all, he was Santa, and he deserved a break too. So after delivering the rest of the world’s presents, he stopped by the North Pole and picked up 24 elves,. That ought to be some fun when I get it all the way hot and all." She rolled her finger up and down on the firming little pussy pecker. Then she started thinking back about something that would make her hotter still. Sharon Pettibone knew that more than half of all sex was psychological, and she also knew that if she could only think of something that might get the chills going for her, up and down her smooth spine, between her legs, across her chest, that then, with those psychological chills.