The further in he went, the more the cave turned into vast catacombs. Hundreds of different paths emerged. ‘Theodore, are you sure we’re going the...right way.’ Asked Samantha. ‘No, but there’s nothing we can do about that.’ ‘I think we should split up.’ Samantha waved her units to follow her. ‘I don’t think that’s a…’ Theodore looked around behind him dumbfounded, Samantha had disappeared with her unit of 20+ soldiers. ‘…good idea.’ Dammit John! Where the hell are you? Theodore thought to. The next thing she felt was his hand under her dress rubbing her bare pussy lips. When my wife started to protest he leaned down and kissed her mouth as he continued to massage her pussy. He lifted her tight dress and wedged his knee between her thighs, causing them to open. He then started to finger fuck her soaking wet pussy. Anita admitted that she was really enjoying this manhandling from this guy.He then lifted up her body by grabbing her ass cheeks, while she was still pushed against the. "I thrust my buttocks backward. I felt the slap of his heavy balls and the prickle of his pubic hair. He was totally inside me. I had taken him all in. I felt a sense of complete satisfaction and surrender. I was his. I felt his hand reach down to my wet crotch and heard him grunt and then his cock exploded inside me.His orgasm lasted a long time.I lay there, impaled, his pulsating cock depositing its hot seed deep inside me.Finally, I felt him slowly withdraw.His cock slid out of me and there. After all, Santa Claus isn't real I thought to myself. Even if he was, there was no way he could visit every house in a single night. Especially if he had to leave presents like the one he was giving my mom."Santa is very talented." I heard from behind me. I turned around and found myself face to face with Santa Claus. I looked back through the doorway and Santa was still there having sex with my mother.This Santa looked different than the one in the living room. He was much younger and he.