Her black fleece pants feel perfect on my knee. Her short black hair is ruffled and her brown eyes look almost sad.As my helper "elf" readies the came...a, I ask Cindy what she wants for Christmas. She tells me she doesn't want toys, she just doesn't want to be alone for Christmas. Well this is one wish Santa can grant. I whisper in her ear, Santa will try to help. Look for me on Christmas eve. Her face lit up just in time for the picture. She slid off my lap and went on her merry way. My day. I smile as I looked at the presents under the tree. One I recognized; it was the one I had wrapped for him. The other one I assumed must be for me. As I got closer, I stopped and looked intently at the tree. The lights twinkled, and reflected off the ornaments that had been collected over the years. I looked at the star at the top of the tree and remembered the rhyme from childhood, “Star light, star bright, first star I see tonight. I wish I may, I wish I might, have this Christmas wish. The gun flicked from my chest to Mike beat red face. “He blows you, or I blow him away.” The man said with a slight smile on his lips seemingly pleased with his turn of phrase.“This isn’t really necessary,” I said moving forward and once again put myself between my friend and the miscreant. “I have cards in my wallet from gay clubs I belong to. . .even a gay bathhouse.” “SUCK HIS DICK,” he commanded, the gun in my face again. “NOW!”“It’s Okay,” Mike said, backing away from the man slowly and. It felt good to have a really tight pussy again and a willing one at that. And he filled her up. When he was done, his cum was running down her inner thighs and didn't stop until it practically at her knees.He quickly pulled up his pants as she pulled up her panties and pushed down her skirt."Fuck, Harvey! That was an excellent screwing, but did you have to cum in a flood? Jeez, it's going to require a towel under me with my skirt up when we get in the car so I don't soil the upholstery."Harvey.