. oh god, feels so good." Tiffany whimpered trying to keep her hips from moving in time with the strange man's strokes. It was hard though, considerin... how horny she was and the fact that the huge cock felt so good.Santa chuckled as he grabbed her shoulders from behind while making sure to keep her legs locked by his arms. He held tightly to her shoulders, pulling her against him as he rammed his cock hard and fast deep inside her. "Don't you know little one? I'm Santa Claus."Tiffany looked up. "Brooke stood frozen again. Then, of all places, she turned to Ronni."Are they serious about this?" I think so, Mommy Brooke." You really want me here?" She had turned her attention back to Jack and Emily. Both nodded. "And you haven't been doing anything in here, while we were ... you know ... across the hall?" No we weren't," Jack said. "Well ... we fondled some ... kissed some. But that's it." And of course, she gave you a blowjob downstairs not too long ago," Brooke replied."Yes, I did. With the printer going whsht-whsht in the background I was fast asleep within a couple of minutes. I didn't dream at all, at least not that I could remember.Somewhere around 4:00 in the morning I woke up to a silent room; the thing had finally quit. I glanced at the bedside clock and wondered idly if I should get up and reset it to work on the barrel. I mulled the idea over muzzily, but before I could do anything about it I was back in slumberland.But I was up and at 'em by 7:00. I took my time. I can handle blood, not blown-up bodies.I'm people-watching as the classroom begins to fill up. A few men are being dragged in with their wives, the rest mostly middle-aged women. Then who I assume is the instructor, closed the door behind him.To my eyes, he looks to be about thirty-five, maybe early forties. Good-looking, neat trimmed dark hair, and beard. He had piercing blue eyes, medium build, five foot eleven inches, give or take. Middle eastern or Italian descent, or some unique.