It made me sad and I shuddered thinking of my mother having to live in those conditions while I sat (I thought) in the lap of luxury. It made me all t...e more determined to get her out of that evil filthy place!We hung up sadly after that, not wanting to rack up a big phone bill for the Willimas. I promised to write and call again soon and told Momma when she got my letter she would have my address as well.I gave her the phone number where I was and we said goodbye. I had to sit there for a few. “Ummm.” Shilpa said, reacting to my entry, and continued. “But I said or did nothing. So he got off the chair he was sitting on, came close to me. I didn’t say anything. Just stood like that. He stepped behind me and with one flick of his fingers, unhooked my bra. Ahhhhh.” She moaned louder as I started pumping her harder. “Go on.” I said throatily.“He then pulled the bra and threw it on the floor, turned me around with his hands on my shoulder. And saw my boobs. He stared at them for a few. I then put her hand on my fat cock that was by this time hard and big as a kobeda kebab from wilmslow road in Manchester! She looked very sexy and kept on saying nah, nah but she was wanking me off at the same time. I then slowly pushed her down onto her knees and grabbed her hair and shook it open from the top bun that she had it in. I then started to fuck her mouth slowly. She pulled out and asked what I am doing. I told her that this is how we do it in London and shoved my cock back into her. ‘We cannot trust verbal messages relayed by so many carriers along the way, because the message gets so scramble. However, the final elf said something about needing the ‘real Santa’ and ‘passion.” ‘This letter is all we have except for the comment about the style of her delivery,’ he continued. ‘Based on all that, I do believe that Janette’s letter is authentic and is written from the depths of her soul. So, what do you think?’ ‘I have never read a request like this one before!’ exclaimed.