I am not sure what we should do. We are ahead of schedule and a day off is not out of the question. I declare tomorrow ‘Doomsday Holiday’ for a bi... party. If it turns out to be nothing then we lose a day but have fun doing it. I declare it to be party time starting NOW!” A loud cheer went up from the elves. The two elves on Santa’s lap rose up and down, forcing his manhood to get erect. They giggled when they saw it and Santa roared, “HO HO HO!” Santa put the elfin ladies down and bid them. They were easy to please since they'd never heard most of my old jokes."Biltee is taking Crallet with him for the hunt and he seems determined to get something. He is taking a horse and a travois skin so he can bring the kill back easily," Taachachi said."I wish them luck, but I am not so sure of myself, besides, I didn't think that far ahead. I probably should take an extra horse and travois skin with me too." Yes, you should. Explore all you want, but try to kill something edible too," she. She was always there to comfort her "Miss" — not even being allowed to call her Mistress. She gladly offered her tiny body to be abused and her big, loyal heart to be broken.At times Angique felt guilty, uttering half-hearted excuses, but Bobbi always stopped her with sweet long kisses and meticulous massages from her strong, skilled hands. Bobbi was a professional masseuse and a very good one — her fingers rubbed the stress and frustration out of Angique's body, even when the girl knew she was. I grabbed hold of her hips once more and hung on for dear life as I began to meet her thrusts with my own. Moans of pleasure became cries of lust as I assaulted her pussy with my cock. I refused to stop, to let this moment of pure animalistic instinct end. Even as I felt my orgasm build, I was still hungry for more. “Turn around, take off my shirt.” Barely slowing down and spinning on my dick, she wriggled her hips, sending waves of ecstasy through my body. “What’s the matter?” She mockingly.