I managed the witty reply, “Uh, hey, I’m Gabe.”. She smiled at me, her pretty little pixy face lighting up. “I know. Everyone in school knows ...ou. You’re the angry jock that everyone thinks is going to bring a gun to school one day.” I was shocked to see that the plans I had in my head were that transparent to everyone around me. “Don’t worry, I don’t own a gun, wouldn’t know how to get my hands on one…” Her eyes thinned, and I could see something light up inside her. Looking back I realize. She resigned herself to feeling quite a breeze in that area when she finally came to venture forth later on in the morning.No tights or stockings had been provided and this was another source of distress, for our heroine was most fastidious in this regard, refusing ever to be publicly bare-legged.The outfit was completed firstly by a pair of open toed and very high heeled shoes of the most incredibly impractical nature. The sort of thing one could not walk in, but merely totter. The final item. Not waiting any longer Eva lifted up off his lap and pushed his cock deep into her hot wet pussy. She was impaled there and sat slowly rotating her pussy lips around getting him deeper into her. The result of this movement was Santa growing even bigger and Eva rubbing her clit on his suit making her cum even more. Eva was facing Santa and started to move up and down on his massive pole. There was so much cum inside Eva that Santa’s pole glistened like it was covered with fresh snow and ice. Her. As my own climax subsided, I looked up to see both mother and son lying down on the ground, tightly in each others arms and looking at me. My cum was still dripping from my flaccid penis. My trousers were pulled down till my ankles and I was standing with my legs bent sideways.I must have been a funny sight as both started laughing. I hurriedly pulled my underwear and trousers up. Even I couldn’t help but smile.As I was tidying myself, Jyoti and Nikhil got up too. This time Nikhil didn’t seem.