” He replied. “Would you like to see them?” he continued, offering to take me to his studio.“Ok, sure. The party’s getting boring anyway.”...I said.We walked out of the party, and climbed into his amazing car, a red Tesla Model S.“Sexy car!” I said impressed, checking out the inside. We talked about photography during the drive over to his studio. As we pulled into the parking lot and I saw the building for the first time, I was amazed how much work it needed on just the outside, broken windows,. She told him the folders on the desk contained the brokerage statements for the various accounts they had. She offered Kevin some coffee while he studied what was there.Kevin had two cups of coffee while he looked at the statements from the brokerage firm for their IRAs and trust accounts. It took some time to do this review. When he was done, he asked her to sit down and said he needed to ask her some questions. She did sit and he questioned her about other income, mortgages, and life. ”“Olive?” Santa asked with a tone of confusion and unfamiliarity. “The other reindeer?”“What? No, you shit head!” an exasperated Debbie replied. “My best friend from college. Jesus Christ, Nick. You’ve met her a thousand times. She stays with us every Christmas.”“Oh right. Well, excuse me for making a living. I forgot. It’s not like I didn’t have a few things on my mind tonight.”The volatile twosome were on the verge of argument. Debbie quickly analyzed the very unlike Santa moment they had. She would grind slow, then bounce fast and hard. she used me like a sex toy, just like how i used her ten minutes before.i went along for the ride while she rode me to two of her own orgasms. i was getting close myself so i took hold of her hips and humped her the fuck out of her from below. this sent her over the edge for the fourth time tonight and me for the second.i unloaded another giant helping of cum into her cunt. when the stream was over i laid back in the chair exhausted. she leaded.