As she finished, he began to lick her cunt, which earned him a swift backhand, leaving a red handprint across his cheek. "I didn't tell you to lick my...pussy, you little fucker. If you step out of line like that again, I'll cut your balls off and eat them for dinner. Just for that, I won't let you lick my ass, unless you convince me you deserve it".This clearly distressed him. "Oh god, please let me lick your ass. I'll behave, I promise." Mel knew that although Larry craved degradation, that he. “Dad,” Chad said, turning his head, “you’re touching my asshole. I think it’s your dick.” I clenched my thighs to encourage Chad back to business. “Just relax, son, and slide your knees forward a little. I could tell from your face earlier you were curious. Just relax, no one could be gentler than me.” I almost said something, but Chad’s tongue plunged into my hole and he breathed hard on my pussy and I didn't want to turn decent sex into a pointless conversation. I saw Chad’s eyes go wide and. Still relaxed and stretched by the plug, I offer no resistance. I feel warm and full. I don’t want you to leave me. Our bodies press together. My legs pull you tighter as you start to slowly thrust in and out. I squeeze my rosy, trying to hold you into me. You are lost in a world of carnal heat as you lift your body up and change your thrusting angle. You push against something in me that sets my body adrift. I lose myself in your rhythm. Soon I can feel a fullness in my clitty that demands. She toppled over in surprise with her hair in disarray now that her Santa hat was knocked off. Shocked at first, she spluttered as she dug snow out of her ear. Chris's mouth curled into a wide smile at the look on her face as she stared at him, flabbergasted."What was that for?" For the spirit of Christmas," he answered glibly."Oh really?"Chris shrugged.Katarina wasn't an amateur at packing snow herself. Within moments a storm of white flew in the air between them. The sound of laughter filled.