She laughed as she thought about what she would ask for. Taking her pen in hand she started to write: Dear Santa, It’s been along time since I’ve...written a letter to you asking for anything. I know I’m not a child anymore and the idea I would get anything from you seems out of question. I don’t know where to start or how to ask for something special. I can only think of one thing which would make my Christmas a special one. It’s been a long time Santa since I’ve been held in two strong arms. The car door opened and I could now plainly see a female. A girl laying to her side toward the far door, wearing a red plaid skirt and a white blouse. Her bare legs, exposed to mid thigh, were clad in just white ankle socks and jogging shoes.Shining my light downward, I could see a deep patch of bruise at her swollen left knee centered by a mean-looking gash that had trailed blood, down her shin to her sock. From the odd, tilted angle of her shoe, under the brake peddle, it was evident that her. I remember having fantasies occasionally about having a third person in our love making sessions. Sometimes a woman, other times a man. I always thought it true, even to Sam's opposition that women secretly lusted over a well hung man. I've seen porn before and, to be honest, I enjoyed the ones where the man's penis was large, usually the larger the better. The pornos with an average sized man just didn't seem as hot. The thought of a woman really getting off being completely filled with a. C: i still don't know whats going on. what are we doing down here.Sk; I call this customer rewards.C: what do you mean customer rewards???? i am not even a customer.Sk: no Cody you are the reward.the old man shut the door. before i could react the click of the door locking stopped me in my tracks. my skinny body was not going to break down that door, i looked around the room. my heart was racing. So many toys. dildos, butt plugs, nipple clamps gags and all kinds of straps.i heard a tapping on.