Then, Santa moved toward Tom's room. The contrast was stunning. Where Lisa's room was pink and dainty, Tom's room looked like a train wreck. Video gam...s were strewn about the floor, clothes were piled high in the corner, and the walls were painted black and decorated with posters of rap singers and professional wrestlers.Santa thought for a moment, stroked his long white beard, and reached into his pants pocket. Then, moving closer, he raised his hand and sprinkled silver dust over the sleeping. “Well, what happens is that you start earning money. For every time your cock enters me, you get ten pounds…” I started to remove his shirt and he turned round to help me remove it. “But,” I continued, “once you cum, that‘s it, no more money and what‘s more,” I undid the top button of his trousers. I heard the satisfying sound of a zip being pulled down. If it’s one thing my fingers know how to do well, it’s pulling down a blokes zip. I looked at him and pushed my hand into his trousers to grab. It felt like I had to pee, put then the pressure faded to pleasure, his other finger continuing to penetrate me at the same time. I started to lose control of my limbs, my muscles tightening and releasing. By this time I was out right moaning with no restraint. The louder I got the faster his motions became. “Oh fuck, don’t stop,” I yelled before choking on my own on my own saliva. The growing build up was fast approaching its climax. My pelvis raising and dropping wildly making it harder for. I was shocked at how thin this woman was, I could feel every rib, and her breasts were little empty sacks. "Jojo, why was he starving you?" I asked her.She called Billie over and asked her to translate. The gist of the story is that she had attacked her owner after he had beaten a friend of hers to death. He was punishing her by starving her to death; she had only two meals in over a week. "I don't know how much longer I would have been able to stay alive," she finally told me."I'm glad you are.