I braced myself on the top to the dresser, arching my back to shove my ass high in the air while my stepson finger fucked me from behind. "Oh god, Rob...rt...it's been so long...oh god...you're going to make me cum...oh fuck, baby...that feels so good...please don't stop...oh fuck...right there..." I was pushing back, I knew my orgasm was seconds away. Robert started massaging the front wall of my vagina more vigorously, pushing me over the edge. I came and came hard. My entire body stiffened. It was kind of out of the way, but I decided to check it out even though there were a couple other guys I drove past that I would have gone down on in a second. I drove up to the car and I saw this young slender black man sitting in the car. He was really cute. As the cops did stings in that area once in a while, I was a little scared to approach as I thought this cutie might be too good to be true. Mostly because I had a couple drinks in me, I found the courage to stop as he was REALLY. "Santa?"It was a soft voice behind him. The voice of a young one, but not too young. In fact, it was the voice of a girl just barely young enough to still believe in him."Crap," muttered Santa under his breath.He spun around, planting a big smile on his lips and willing his eyes to sparkle."Ho! Ho! Ho!" he shouted in a deep, loud voice. "Merry Christmas!"The twelve year-old's blue eyes grew big and round. Her mouth hung open."Wow!"She wore a standard flannel nightgown that reached down to her. I knew it was my sweet little, fuckable Kasey. I opened the door and saw her standing there, leaning to one side with her hand on her hip. “So fucking sexy!” I thought to myself. Wearing a skin tight dress and heels, she looked amazing. I mean, I knew she was a boy but she had to be the hottest “Trap” or “CD” or “Femboy” or whatever you want to call her, on the planet! I just wanted to call her mine! She walked in with a confidence that only knowing how much I wanted her could bring. Her hips.