When the little angel went back to heaven, he found that one of his gold feathers was missing and in its place was a pure white one. He was worried an... went to God, to ask him why his feather had fallen off. God told him 'When an angel helps someone find love, that angel loses a golden feather and in its place grows a white feather. That feather shows that the angel has done a good deed.'The angel, after listening to God, went away determined to have a lot more white feathers." Where did the. Santa lent forward and kissed her neck as his hands roamed over her body. He crouched slightly as he cooked her left nipple into his mouth and softly sucked. Christine moaned, everything building her desire up, her need to be fucked burning in her like an inferno raging deep inside. Her hands gripped Santa's hair holding his head to her breast."Oh god that feels good. Don't stop." Her voice was small and weak. Santa switched nipple enjoying the power he was having over Christine. He softly bit. The kitchen was modest compared to the rest of the apartment but Rose assured her it was fully equipped. Lily-May had never seen anything like it and had no idea what they would cost or even how anyone could buy such things; Lord Bennet must be the richest man in the world.As they sat drinking tea, Rose told her about another room she had not yet seen. Behind a hidden door in the living room was a room that both frightened and intrigued Lily-May. The ceiling and walls were padded, racks on the. Her fingers were now able to reach my clit more comfortably and she rubbed and squeezed it between her fingers, which almost made me cum instantly.“Mmm, fuck,” I moaned quietly with more of my juices running down my thighs.Moments later, after she cleaned my juices with long licks, her right thumb massaged and pressed into my lubricated asshole while she pressed her face tighter to reach my clit with her tongue. That soft and warm tongue assaulted my clit with a combination of lapping,.