"Oh...Jared...oh...oh...oh." Her voice stuttered with each thrust into her. I could feel my cock swelling with each thrust into her wonderful pussy. S...e was hot. So hot it almost burned my skin. She was also wet. Really wet. Her legs were pointed at the ceiling, spread wide to accommodate my pounding into her. She was now beyond talking. a****l sounds came from her throat. I just grunted loudly with each thrust into her. I was sweating profusely. Loud slapping noises resounded around the. ? Mrs. Claus commented to her husband, and as if by magic they dropped from Liz’s wrists. Mrs. Claus produced a giant roasting tray and laid it besides the weeping Liz. ?Oh dear, don’t be like that. Think of all the magic that will happen next year for your sacrifice. Think of all those happy children.? Mrs. Claus’ words did not comfort Liz.As Santa sat in an armchair smoking a pipe Mrs. Claus began oiling Liz’s helpless form with herbed butter. When she was finished she produced a. I'm your slut. Yours and Nick's, I want you both to fuck me all night long." I said. He pushed me down onto the floor and started eating my pussy. I could tell that it was his first time. I lay back and closed my eyes, focusing on the wanderings of his tongue and lips. I felt hands and lips on my titties and opened my eyes for a moment to see Nick sucking my breasts. Matthew's tongue found my clit and I moaned and cried, "Oh lick me there! Yes, yes harder! Oh god, Matthew, yes!" the sound of my. And Billy was watching; watching her pleasure Ian in a way that she had never pleasured him, as far as he could remember. It crossed his mind to try and make her stop but he knew that it would be futile. It was almost as if Jerry could read his mind or maybe she could see the agony on his face but she looked up at him and smiled before she withdrew her hand from Ian’s balls and cupped his own. Was it an act of reassurance, he wondered?It was almost as if, also, that Ian knew that it was time to.