“Right! So, we figured that Santa doesn't wear jeans, or dress pants, or khakis. He wears red pants, and this is all that we have that would fit you...” Leslie said, explaining their reasoning.“Okay. What was the other option?” I asked, completely oblivious to what they were getting at.“You could wear no pants, which was Leslie's idea,” Janice informed me.“I don't think I've ever seen a Santa without pants,” I argued.“It would just make my job easier!” Leslie joked in an effortlessly sensual. She become more wild looking at this. She came to my ear and told that she will be moving to my home saying that she is going to rest room, in next few mins you too come there so we can have some quickie…!!She went to my house saying to my Mom as she will use our restroom which is in ground floor (Her house actually in 2nd floor opposite to my house). In next few mins, I told my mom that I am going out with friends and me too moved from that place.Deepa knows well that I will come there in few. It’s all yours now James, she says to him. He thrusts his manhood into her. His cock is large and thick. She’s loving it. Fuck me harder now and he starts to pump her deeper and deeper. Tess is ready to orgasm and he makes his final thrust. He ejaculates into her pussy. Her pussy feels the cum pumping into her, once, twice and a third stream. It feels so good, she feels the cum dripping down her leg. He had a few months of cum in those balls and now it’s all in my wife pussy. That was good she. ‘Hello,’ he said extending his hand as though greeting a new client. ‘I’ve been looking forward to meeting you.’ He pulled out the chair opposite her and sat down tucking his long muscular legs under the tiny table. ‘And I you,’ she responded fidgeting with the corner of her napkin, trying to keep her gaze steady and the butterflies in her stomach from doing laps. ‘Have you been waiting long?’ His gaze seemed to singe her skin as he spoke. ‘I’m sorry I’m late, the traffic was horrible.’ ‘No,.