Both were markets in a small chain of family owned stores. The contract called for us to be at each store for one hour, during which I would greet eac... child and pose for a picture taken and printed by my elf. The visits went well with no problems except for a few over anxious mothers who wanted to sit in Santa’s lap and grope him. I had been doing these visits for over 6 years and knew how to handle the gropers. They did not get what they wanted but left smiling anyway. We finished up at 4:30. Teri was idly stroking the head of his cock, tickling the little slit with a fingertip, and he gasped, his hips moving as he thrust into her touch. She looked down at him and giggled. “Horny boy! I thought you said the doctor told you no sex for at least ten days.”“He did… but god, that’s like forever! I can’t go ten days without getting my rocks off.”“Well, I’m not going to help you disobey the doctor and hurt yourself. You could tear something.” She released him abruptly, and he stood there,. )The close reading of the new criticism, while it may be mindful ofpsychoanalytical and other interpretations of artistic works, has its ownmethod, as mentioned above, relying less on speculation than it dependsupon an analysis of the rhetorical and figurative elements of the workitself.In analyzing either of these paintings, one can begin by identifying theimages they depict: closet or wardrobe (both); rod and hanger (both);shadows of nightgown and/or other objects (both); breasts and. All I saw was her lightly furry pussy. As I stared at this wonder, all sense of time went away. I don't know how long I had been staring at her but I didn't care. Thoughts came into my mind along the lines of did she notice the fact that I had been staring at her and did she notice that I had seen her pussy? The questions were answered when she unexpectedly started rubbing her fingers over her pussy. I was in heaven. Watching this girl run her fingers over her pussy was the best thing.