‘Next year I could be just so good. If you check off my Christmas list.’ she sings as she stands back up and kicks her leg up. ‘Santa baby, I wa...t a yacht and really that’s not a lot. Been an angel all year. Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight.’ she lets the cloak fall to the floor as she sings. ‘Santa baby, one little thing I really do need, the deed, to a platinum mine. Santa cutie and hurry down the chimney tonight.’ she purrs as she rubs her body with her hands and ends biting her. I greeted him and shook hands and I realised that was the hand I had been jerking off with a minute ago, he was tall and lean and had a deep voice, so we came inside the house and I talked about the product he was here to look at and I made the sale so I sat on my office chair to start to do up an invoice, the gas has gone from the chair so it sits abit to low, he stood next to me and told me his details so I could type them in, then he said to me what that window there you have open, the one. Then he cups your face for more hungry kisses and slowly begins stroking. Your tongue and hips move to meet his rhythm, everything hot and slick and wet and delicious. ‘You always feel amazing,’ his voice wavers as he pushes just a little deeper and you cry out. Every stroke he makes tightens your pleasure right down to the spot you’re connected, and amazing is an understatment for how you’re feeling. ‘Oh, yes…’ You begin grinding your hips against his and he pumps a little faster, desire. Majority of the drink spilled on my BF, The guy was furious. he turned to my BF and cussed him out, my BF just looked down and said "my bad, my bad,my bad" while trying to pick up the drink. my BF jeans were complete soaked with alcohol. He said "lets go back home i need to change" but i told him i would wait for him here at the bar bc we only lived 5 minutes away. as i still had the other unspilt drink in my hand. but the drink inst why i wanted to stay.My BF begrudgingly said "OK, stay here.