" But that's crazy! They're our best friends!" Well, I just don't think we should."I was totally baffled."Why, Ann? Why in the world would you say som...thing like that?" I just don't think we should go," she repeated."So what happened tonight? Did you and Sally have some kind of silent fight?"She shook her head."No, we didn't fight, we never fight." Oh, god, it must have been something I did that embarrassed you. What did I do this time?"Another shake of her head."No, you were fine." Then why?". She heavily mascared her lower eyelashes and then reached for her lipstick. She applied blood red lipstick to her lips using the base coat applicator and then set her lipstick with the clear top coat. As she did this she was pleased to see her bright red nail polish matched the lipstick perfectly.Michele applied another coat of pale face powder and reached for the wig she had selected earlier. The wig was a jet-black short bob; she adjusted it in place and fiddled with the fringe so that it was. I was barely into the hallway that led to that area of the house, when the person appeared right in front of me. Much to my surprise, the figure was rather round but what shocked me even more was the bright red suit it was wearing. Trimmed with white fur and a matching stocking cap. It was none other than St. Nick or Santa Claus himself! He put a finger to his lips to silence the shout that I had brewing in my throat. Surprised, I uttered nothing. He silently came toward me and I backed away. Don’t Break. DON’T--.” He pulled out of me leaving only the tip in then slammed back into me. “Ah!” I moaned. He did it over and over till I couldn’t take it anymore. Then he stopped completely pulling out. “N..no please…” I begged. “Please what?” Seth chuckled. “Put it back inside.” I looked down in defeat. “Is that what Daddy’s baby girl want?” He asked. I nodded. Seth picked me up and laid me on my back on my desk slamming back into me and rubbing my clit faster and faster making me gasp for.