“Who are you? What are you doing here at this time of night? You will catch your death out there,” Candice stammered out to the stranger. “I am ...anta Claus and I have come to deliver a bicycle to your son Stephen,” the old man replied. In a state of bewilderment, Candice blurted out, “Pull my other leg mister, you know there is no Santa Claus. By the way, how in heavens would you know that he wanted a bicycle for Christmas?” “But I am the real Santa Claus, just look behind me,” was the reply. Her hips started to thrust as I brought her to an orgasm, I held her waist so not to lose the motion , taking her orgasm in my mouth. I felt so turned on . Her movements slowed down her breathing lightened. I looked up at her and she like myself had a huge smile on her face. Lay down she said. So I laid down. In my mind I was thinking, wow this is my first time. She crawled up the bed, her face down at my wet pussy. Before she even touched me a rush went throughout my body. Then her tongue. Her first orgasm hit in a couple of minutes. It was pleasant but mellow. Feeling her start to shake a little, Butch began to increase his speed from slow to moderate. Shannon’s body started to tighten while her screaming continued. A couple of minutes later, she began a string of several orgasms, each one a little longer and a little more violent than the one before. Her body shook a little more each time, but Butch held her in place. Soon, a thick coat of sweat had built up between her back. I put his tool in me and pumped him till I couldn’t do it any more. Kumar had some stamina. He then made me stand with one leg on the berth and eneterd me from behind and humped me. He pushed so hard I was jumping up and down, even my fake tits were bouncing and I was about to cumm when he let go at full steam. He did not say a word all the time then he came in the rubber deep in me. I shot my load all over the bed sheet on the berth. We both took a minute to catch our breath and settle our.