I couldn’t stop giggling. Did she really want me to do that? She didn’t take it out. She leaned back, sticking her chest out and attracting attent...on from the males around us again. Blame it on the alcohol. Blame it on me wanting the attention too. I did it. I leaned in and sucked the salt off her neck, then using my mouth only I took the glass out of her soft cleavage and drained into my mouth. From my chest, a warm heat filled my body. “I want to do a shot off of you. Tina took the glass. Bye. Hello. Santa's Secret Shop. Elf Norbert speaking. What can I getcha?"A few short hours later Santa and Mrs. Claus were making final preparations, going over the list, checking it twice. Santa stopped to scratch his beard. "Honey, what's this one? Can you make it out? Those elves have such scratchy penmanship. Looks like 'heavenly come.' What on earth is that?" Let me see, dear," said Mrs. Claus, snatching the list. "Oh!" She tittered. "'Heavenly come.' I bet that's shorthand for cum. You. He then straddled her so that she could grab hold of his cock. Like before, she tongue-mouth-fucked the head of the cock. Then she bent the cock to the left and bit softly along the shaft. The third move was to draw her nails lightly over the shaft and balls. She interchanged the three moves to devastating effect. No way could Eddy hold out much longer. When he warned that he was ready, mom took the head into her mouth and took the multiple shots of fresh cum. After a bit of rest, Eddy. We had continued our secret meetings right before dawn at the same stream, where the workers sometimes went to bathe. I would anxiously wait the signal she would give me the day before, and had a fitful sleep anticipating the moment. I would get up before dawn and slowly follow the path to the stream, where later Nana would come to bathe. I would emerge from the bush as soon as she was nude, penis already erect. I had begun to gain stamina compared to my first time, when I had felt that I was.