Get them in a close spot, alone, nobody knowing what's happening, and they'll put out every time. It never fails. Oh, some of them hesitate, and they ...ll make like they're cherries who've never seen a dick in their lives. But if you have a big yang waiting for them, they'll take it, trust me, if the situation is right.I've taken them in every possible place, I guess; on beds, on floors, on chairs, against walls, in closets, in bathtubs, on roofs, in garages; you name it, I've knocked it off. I have to say something about the kids. Some were as sweet as could be, and hardly asked for anything for Christmas. Then, there were the other kids that were nothing but brats. If I was a real Santa, they would have only gotten that lump of coal my parents said I would get if I was bad when I was younger. The list of gifts sure changed. Almost everyone asked for electronic items. I believe most kids wanted their own phone. Some of the kids seemed so sweet, I really hoped they would get some of. He gasped in excitement as Hannah un-clipped her bra and guided Tom's hands towards her nipples. As he grasped them, he became excited and Hannah noticed a bulge in his shorts. He gently squeezed her nipples with his fingers while massaging her tits with the other hand. As he was doing this Hannah started to unzip his shorts and rubbed her hand up his bulge. She pulled off his boxer shorts and gasped in amazement at the size of Tom's rock hard cock. "Oh my!" she exclaimed in excitement. She put. Just like your wifebegs."I whimpered softly, partly because of the maddening buzzing inside myrectum, but mostly because I was thinking of my wife begging this womanto thrust a wide plastic cock inside into her arse. Was she so wanton?Did she really plead for her - what? mistress? - to anally probe her?And it didn't stop with that image. Here was I, considering exactly thesame thing. I did want this woman to keep the vibrator inside me, whileshe treated me as her plaything. That knowledge.