You’re twenty-seven. Definitely too old to be leaving Santa cookies and milk,” Richard lectured with a smirk.Jennifer had baked chocolate chip co...kies, what she believed to be Santa’s favorite earlier Christmas Eve. She placed them by the fireplace with childlike glee. “Shut the fuck up, Rich. I do this every year, and every year, I wake up to a half empty plate of cookies and a half drank glass of milk," Jennifer shot back."You may want to think about leaving Santa skim instead of whole. He kissed me I could again feel him trembling as We held each other. I asked if he had ever been with a girl or boy before. He confessed no with his head hanging down. I felt so sorry for him. At 15 I had been fucked and sucked 100;s of cocks and this poor lonely boy hasn't even saw a cock or pussy yet. Now you are not going to believe this!!!!!!! . I kissed him again and slide my tongue over his lips till he opened his mouth then flicked it in and out. I slide down to my knees and unzipped. That was seduction, a clear promise of pleasure between us .I enfolded her lower lips in my lips and sucking it into my mouth. It pussy was large, the size of a ripe cherry. She gasped and shuddered, taking a grip of my hair that hurt as she pulled me closer and rammed her pubis against my mouth again and again. A scant half minute sufficed. Ahh ahh , boss, uff , yeah , yeah yes , yes , yesh oh god fuck ahhh , pls don’t stop She convulsed, let out a primal wail and a gush of salty sweetness. "Thanks Mister Whitmore! I saw them turn! They won't get away now!" "You be careful, Chucky! Those birds are killers. You're just a kid! Don't play games with them!" "Don't worry Mister Whitmore! I'm going to give them the same chance they gave my dad! Did you know that one of those bums spoke to me; said that it was nothing personal; that they were only following orders! Well, for me it's personal" Ted watched as the boy brought the XP-44 around in an impossibly tight turn and rocketed off in.