“You’re so fucking wet!” Jeffrey fingered her clit and felt the tremors that ran through her body. It took everything he had to hold her when a...l he wanted to do was throw her down and feast on her sweet pussy. He slid his fingers inside her and began to gently massage her g-spot. She whimpered in his ear. He loved to hear that sound, and soon his dick throbbed in his jeans. She hopped down, dropped her jeans and reached for his cock. In one swift motion she had his dick free, and it poked. I told her to have one as it would make her forget the memories temporarily. After a lot of deliberation, she drank a peg. She liked it and she also joined me in drinking. The drinks also started to affect her. Slowly, I touched her personal life and asked her if she loved her best friend. She told yes and although she knew he loved her, her family wouldn’t agree. I could see the sadness. This time, I again touched her hand and she didn’t tell anything. I told her not to worry and to relax. She. Nicolas, bishop of Myra in TurkeySweet Santa is me, who writes these verses for you two in EnglandSweet Santa is also Your dear Deb with her X-mas presents to You!--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Sweet Santa's bones are in a crypt in Bari, in Italy, but his believers are only in Holland, at firstSweet Santa is called 'Santa Claus' in English speaking countries, after the Dutch. ‘Don’t worry, young lady.’ I told her. After saying that, she looked deeply in my eyes and it felt like sparks were flying from our eyes like a Fourth of July firework display. She pulled me closer to her and we explored each other’s mouths in great anticipation. Slowly our attire came off, and we both were in awe at our nakedness. She lowered herself and engulfed my sixteen inches of love stick like a pro. As she performed fellatio on me, she also massaged my testicles with her soft cool.