‘I’m glad I went to see it. Very entertaining and sexy.’ Without thinking I said ‘Yeah, you could barely keep your hands off yourself.’ Agai... I expected a slap in the face but this wasn’t the response I received. ‘I need things that can give me full satisfaction.’ She said again with that little smile. We rode back to the apartment building in mostly silence. When we arrived at her apartment she asked me if I could come in. I followed her in and sat down on the couch. She disappeared into her. ” So like a good boy, I move away but she’s almost beet red by now and her skirt has risen up to where I can see flesh.“I think you dropped something aunt Christine”, and I bend down, put my hand on the inside of her leg and slowly go up to where I meet skin, at the top of her nylons. She sighs, and I keep going. “Oh Mark, don’t. Don’t touch me like that please you’re making me shiver”, but of course, I’m not ALWAYS a good boy and I keep going up to the point where I feel her cunt hair. It. Isn’t just sought by the elf men but also many of the elf women also crave to be with her.Even being a magical creature, Marilyn is only one woman and from Thanksgiving afternoon after their feast, many other elven women have graced the Claus bed to help Marilyn to keep the big guy busy and drained of semen and energy. You might ask now how can Santa take care of a full grown woman like Marilyn and some tiny elven maidens of three foot-eight? Well he is a very magical elf himself. He can do one. That’s what he would call it. Nothing more. Nothing less. He’s the boss. I’m the employee. He says jump, I ask how high. That’s the way it is and has been for the past three years. You don’t like it, too bad. Deal with it. I lean against the bar and take in my surroundings. Glen and I came here at the beckon of Mr. Isaac. To my left I can see out the windows and into the cool night. A brightly lit sign tells me that they serve Budweiser here. Budweiser, king of beers. I don’t care for it..