"Oh fuck yes!" she groaned as i filled her with my cock again.Then leaning over her, and placing my hands on the chair arms i could get to, i began th...usting into her faster and harder than i had done before, and instantly Lizzy began to moan out loud again."Yes Santa! Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" she cried out."Pound my pussy! Pound it! I've been really good girl this year! Show me what really good girls get!" she then moaned.I eagerly pumped away inside of her, thrusting my hard cock into. There was a side table that looked promising. I took her arm and walked her towards it, then bent her forward so that her backside was now pointing out into the room. I tied each arm to the legs against the wall, so that her head was now almost touching the wall. I was breathing heavily now, my cock aching, but I wasn't finished my preparations. I took a small cushion and placed it between her head and the wall. I anticipated that this was going to be quite vigorous and didn't want to hurt. Every other bass line beat had vella being slammed onto the steering wheel. The Troggs ‘Wild Thing’ came on and she felt woozy, almost losing conciousness. The incessant pounding was excruciating. Not to mention the toad couldn’t carry a tune in a bucket so the drive was a exercise in enduring torment. But she did know to brace herself when he sat at the keyboard, but his typing is better than his drumming and being brushed against the space key was not so bad. That was when the big idea came. Several people stopped to look at the display with its mesmerizing lights but most would quickly glance at it as they walked by the window. Many people headed into the stores, some to shop and some to temporarily get out of the cold. I stared at the replica. My eyes traveled the path I just walked, my breath misting up the window. The detail was incredible, yet it was different. The replica was warm and inviting unlike the reality where the cold chilled the body to the bone. Inside the store a.