My mind floods with desire; my sex crying out to be touched. I raise my left thigh and cross it over the right, squeezing them together, offering any ...ind of friction I can to my aching clit. I cry out breathlessly as the sensation of pain shoots through my nipples. A tear forms in my eye and I bite my bottom lip, perversely adding to the pain rather than alleviating it. The tear then rolls down my cheek, and I feel its exact path on my face. All my senses are heightened as it runs across the. His chest was hairy with dark curls running from nipple to nipple and down the center of his chest to his crotch. I leaned forward and licked the hair on his chest. I could taste the sweat on him, the sweat from pleasuring me. Robbie leaned in and kissed me hard on the lips. I matched his passion, and my lips met his already apart. His tongue slid into my mouth, and for a second, I wondered if he could taste Shawn in my mouth.While I was kissing Robbie, Shawn slid inside of me. Just as I had. Well, not really an elf, but a tiny, petite blonde of about 25 wearing green and red striped hose, a green and red pleated skirt, a green silk blouse, and a green Santa hat with a bell on the end. She even had on curly toed shoes. The elf really fit the part and was surely under five feet tall and must not have weighed 75 pounds. She had a large suitcase on wheels with her. Liz introduced her, “Lars, this is Heidi from the costume shop. She will help you into the suit.” Liz whispered something. "Oleg finally questioned, "Are you two going to talk all day or are we going to have a parade?"Oksana answered, "Прадед of course we will have your parade, I was just welcoming our hero."I whispered what has become my most frequent curse to her, "Shit don't tell me you're going to start with the hero crap."She giggled and headed to the driver's seat of the kamaz, I walked to the back of the kamaz and relatively easily climbed on the back. Oleg and Sergei came over, I gave them my hand and.