Again, the length of long moist flesh touched her there, and she felthim beginning to lap greedily at the partially opened, tight slitbetween her thig...s. He ran his tongue fluidly over her genitals, fromthe tightly puckered little anus to lave the fluted pink edges of herhair-fringed pussy, reaching to the tiny pulsing bud of her clitoris!Then, his lingual member had opened her loins wide, spreading throughher rawly sensitive cuntal flesh like a honed blade through warm butter!It licked on. ’ And so it went, I was stroking her, pressing her clit under the palm of my hand and fucking her with a finger. I had read in one of those women’s magazines that it was important that I get her ‘ready’, excited, and loosen her with my finger so I wouldn.t hurt her. She was getting hot and wet under my hand. I could see her face, she was looking at me, eyes big and round, her mouth open and her tongue showing. And me? I was about at the end of my rope, I was overwhelmed with the whole thing.. I looked in the mirror and smiled at the "Santa's Helper meets dominatrix" image looking back at me. Man, I definitely looked hot. I wondered how it would go over with the public.I reported for work on opening day and we met with the woman who'd hired us. There were going to be two of us working at a time, one on each side of Santa, alternating in escorting kids up to see the big guy. We would work for two hours, then have an hour break, and then work another two hours. The partner on my first. "Are we going to get me a wig?" I asked."Oh, no. Not any time soon," said Edith."Why? You realize that I'll never pass as a female with my bald head." Yes, I do realize that," said Edith. "But if Kerry just disappears anda female shows up in his place, you'll never succeed at what you'vealways wanted, which is for YOU to live as a female. You'll be livingsomebody else's life. A lie." She let that soak in for several minutes.Ivy, who was in the back seat, spoke up."Also think of it from the.