You must be hungry, Santa.” “Very,” he responded as he pulled her panties down her legs, taking the top of her stockings with them for an inch o... two. Even though it worried her to push so far, so fast, she couldn’t resist the urge that came over her. “Santa, can I play with my new toy while you’re eating your cookie?” In the process of working her panties past her red pumps, he nodded, making the puffball on the end of his hat swing back and forth. Once he had her panties in hand, he rubbed. “I love Pop Tarts. Know what my favorite flavor is?” “N-no,” she answered breathlessly. “Cherry,” he growled, and licked his lips as he let his gaze blaze over her. She was still wearing the same dress. He wanted to rip it off her and take her right on that damned Steinway behind them. Her hands came up, landing on his chest. “Stop it! Maybe that type of aggressive lustful behavior works on the other type of women who frequent you, but it won’t work on me.” A challenge he would only be too. I shoot my wad as the two of them urge me on, pulling out at the last minute and filling up Katie's navel with a pool of semen that spreads over her belly. Katie runs into the shower and I just lay there glowing as Jamie stares at my diminishing cock. She seems a little stunned that she just watched two of her friends fuck each other right in the bed next to her. I mean she's watched me fuck her sisters before but that was at the sorority house and maybe it seemed different. I'm happy that I. She might be filled with and covered with drying cum. She might be sore from relentless fucking. Her jaw and throat could be raw from deep throating his cock. But in the end it was the pleasure of her date that was important. Her job was to leave him spent and happy. She had needed to ask so that the client and her bosses were guaranteed complete satisfaction.“Ms. Rebecca, is there anything else you need?” she repeated.“No, not right now” Rebecca responded coming back to reality. “Wait, can you.