I am not alone in that, you know.’ She sipped more wine then placed her glass on a low table and stood, slipped her robe off completely and moved cl...se to me. She stroked the dildo poking from her groin. I watched, spellbound as she seemed almost to find genuine pleasure in the mock masturbation. I sipped champagne as she stroked the phallus and she closed her eyes and swayed sinuously. I could not help but be aroused. It seemed that the entire evening was one of hedonistic pleasure. Her eyes. She reached down and grabbed his cock through his pants and started rubbing it hard. Santa was moaning loudly as the pace quickened. Eva unzipped Santa’s red fleece pants and pulled his hard thick cock out into her hand. She grabbed it hard and started pulling up and down on it quickly. Santa was growing and moaning. Soon Eva’s moth replaced her fingers as she face fucked his growing cock. She was moving up and down his pole fast and hard taking it completely into her moving mouth. Her tongue. He circles his tongue round it and gives it a little nibble. This has me going crazy. I fucking love that! I struggle to get free and almost do when his other hand clamps my wrist. "I'm not letting go, Tess," he says. He leans back to look up at me."Please, I have to...." I don't get to finish because his tongue is now working in and out of my pussy probing it. "Oh my god!" I purr. He lets go with one of his hands and uses it to open my lips so he can get a grip on my clit with his teeth. He. “You’ve never played before?”“Nope,” said Laura, continuing to deal. She smiled across the table. “Do you play much, Alaina?”“I’ve played a few times,” the redhead allowed. Maybe more than just a few. Mom and I played a ton of card games the first few years after Dad died. I didn’t think I’d ever beat her at hold ‘em. She froze. Wait a minute. Did she let me win? She rolled her eyes to herself. Yeah, right. Mom was always more the You’ll Win When You’ve Earned It type.“Oh my,” said Laura. “You.