Her eyes were adjusting to the dim light. Standing before her was a large man dressed in a red and white outfit, sporting a very white beard. She sat ...p against the headboard while tugging the cover to her chin."What do you want? What are you doing here? Who are you?" She tried to keep her voice normal, not wanting to excite the intruder."Ho Ho Ho ... don't you recognize me?" He chuckled boisterously. "I'm Santa Claus. This is Christmas Eve and I'm going house to house to reward those who were. Mistress Amy asked in a slower, more measured voice, “Do you have breast implants?”“No!” Melissa blurted out indignantly. “They’re all me.”Mistress Amy seemed unhappy with the strength of Melissa’s answer, as well as her general attitude. Mistress Amy continued asking questions, “You on birth control?”“Yes,” said Melissa, with rising frustration. “And I’ve had my HIV vaccine, plus booster, and the full course of vaccines for Herpes/Varicella, Hep A, B, and C, and HPV. I’m clean.”“Okay.”. I scream your name, riding you in my dreams, my hair all over my face. Faster. Faster. Faster. Until my whole body stops, and I start shaking. I land flat on the bed, gasping for air. But you wouldn't be done yet. I continue rubbing more slowly, the way you lick me after fucking me hard, knowing that I can do more. Knowing that it's not over. And in a matter of seconds I'm back. I roll over and push my face in the pillow, fingering myself from behind, brushing my asshole every now and then and. ."Rising to her feet she asked, "Is there any place special to go? And do you want to come, too?"Suddenly he realized she was absolutely serious. He asked incredulously, "Judy, do you know what you're saying? Do you know how they make a tattoo?" I think they will put ink on my body and then use a needle to drive it under the skin. It's something like that, isn't it?" But do you realize how painful that is? Can you imagine a needle over every square millimeter of your breasts? Can you believe.