Fucking was something that he was good at and it was fun. Fuck was it fun. Jan didn’t cheat. Bob gave her what she needed. His little pecker was big...enough for her. His tongue helped. She got herself some sex toys to help keep her satisfied and the occasional cucumber. One night when Bob got home from going somewhere – he was always going somewhere – Jan had a surprise for him. When he went into the bedroom there was Jan naked on the bed with a huge cucumber going in and out of her hot love. " Santa?!" I said suddenly, "Santa isn't real!" Sure he isn't," Deekin said, "And we ain't standing in front of you right now either, I suppose."I looked at him confused. I had no idea what to make of my situation."I guess that's why you didn't leave out any milk and cookies," Deekin said, "That got the boss a little upset, it was like the three millionth house that forgot. I guess he got a little pissed, so he grabbed a bottle of Jack from your liqour cabinet. That fat idiot is probabley. So damn hard!". Her face had a look of pure pleasure on it. Grabbing her head again I put my cock back in her mouth. As she started to cum I held my cock deep inside her throat, making her gag and tears stream down her face while I shot a huge load down her throat. Slowly pulling out, her hands were rubbing her clit and the other was pinching her nipples. A little cum leaked out of her nose and the corner of her mouth as she swallowed the rest of it and looked at me with dazed eyes. Helping. “Anyone in there? It’s time to go,” I said. I heard a slight giggle,and my curiosity (and my cock) told me to go in, so I did. Opening thefirst two doors, I found them empty, but in the third stall she sat on thetoilet, one leg on the handicapped bar and one on the floor. Her fingerswere moving in and out of her bare pussy; I could hear them slurpingslightly as she did it, staring right into my eyes and smiling. I stood there and stared as she masturbated, bringing her.