I told her I had a surprise for her and told her to get undressed and wait for me on the bed. I came into the room with a strap on dildo and some lubr...cant and sat on Marie, coating her asshole with the gel. Marie tried to get up but could not and screamed to no avail. I shoved it into her, as she screamed in pain at first, then relented and took it from me as I ****d her. I reached one hand on her left breast and the other on her cock as I pumped and got Marie to explode onto the sheets. I. I don't know but...but I feel really sorry for him," he replied."If you insist but I don't like the idea. You shouldn't be meddling intotheir affairs," she said."I know but he's a nice kid and...and I want to help. Maybe I canconvince Mrs. Hawthorne to keep Sam away from him. At least I can try,"he added."Okay, but I'm calling Emma first," she relented.Friday's date with Peter was to another movie but it had been showing forawhile and there weren't too many people there. Peter took. His hands move to pull her face off his dick, she starts to stand up again, and he lets her while his hands go back to playing with her breasts, this time rubbing her nipples. She’s upright, and one hand stays there while the other moves down to her groin.When his fingers push in between her thighs she realises she has no choice, so she moves her legs out very wide apart; she knows what he wants access to, and what for. His touch on her clit causes her to have an orgasm. And her mind goes into. Santa kissed her forehead with a scratchy beard kiss and said, “Merry Christmas Demi.”Demi woke up the next morning in her bed wearing a new red pajama set. She stumbled into her living room to find things just as they were, her three-foot tree, dark fireplace, and the remains of her red baby doll and panties on the floor from where Santa had torn them off her body.The memory of the wild sexual encounter danced in her head and under her tree was a single present that said, “To Demi, From.