He entered and stroked my cunt walls.“Oww. Oww. Aaaaaah. Aaaaah. Don.” I held on to his shoulders.He pushed with all his might and went deep insid.... His big cock was a rod of steel. He stroked me like a white horse. He held my knees while his strokes went deeper in my love hole. He pushed till his balls were hitting my ass.“Aaaah Don, what a man. Ooooooh Don, what a man. Aaaah. You’re a fucker. Lovaaaa. Lovaaaa. Lov th th th the cock. Aaaah. You’re terrific. Fuck me. ” I screamed in the. "What do we do?" asked Grace in a curiously panicky tone that I had never heard before. I tried shouting for help, but it just echoed up and down the many floors. I could tell there was no-one else here. "The Night Porter's not in, and I don't know when he'll be back. I think we may have... a bit of a wait."Now she spoke with rising hysteria. "But we can't just stay here. I'm... I'm... seriously claustrophobic." The sight and sound of Grace Marvinson turning vulnerable for the first time threw. ..You tend to use more 4 letter words... “what?”...”when?”... ???Now that you can afford expensive jewelry, it’s not safe to wear it anywhere.You notice everything they sell in stores is “sleeveless”?!!!What used to be freckles are now liver spots.Everybody Whispers.You have 3 sizes of clothes in your closet... 2 of which you will never wear.But Old is good in some things: Old songs, Old movies, and best of all, OLD FRIENDS!!Stay well, “OLD FRIEND!” Send this on to other “Old Friends!” and let. “I have had sex in every imaginable position tonight!” Then, counting down on his fingers, “Missionary! Doggy Style! Cowgirl! And, a few I had never imagined!”A cold sweat breaks out on the elf's forehead.“Oh, yes,” Santa raising his finger with a new thought, “I do believe I picked enough cherries tonight to make several pies!”Quivering, the elf becomes apologetic, “I am so sorry Santa. I had no idea.”“Do you know how many times I had to change into Johnny Depp during this trip? Hmmmm. Do You?.