I concentrated mostly on your back, neck, and shoulders, but occasionally wandered through the valley of your buttocks. You were alive under my touch... and at the same time drifting away.My fingers danced down your spine, across the peaks and valleys of your back. Traveling past the globes of your ass, they headed south to your thighs. I placed my thumbs on the pressure points just below your butt, allowing my forefingers to graze your sex. I was eager to excite you as I relaxed your leg. But Mikey supposed even Santa could have a bad day. Like maybe allthese kids hurt his knees, and that goo he used on them wasn't working.And his big booming voice sure seemed merry enough as he barked, "Ho!Ho! Ho! And what's your name, little boy?" Um, Mikey. Mikey Ellsworth." Have you been a good boy, Mikey?" I don't know. I try to be, but-" That's goooood!" Santa interrupted. The same exact exchange as withall the other kids. "And so what does Mikey want for Christmas?"Mikey looked around for. She kissed me passionately, your my bitch now she smiled. Dropping my feet to the floor she slipped my plug back in. I reached down to pull my panties and pants back up. Her massive cock staring me in the face. I grabbed it and gave it a good sucking. Oh that’s a good sissy she moaned. I stood up and she put her cock away lowering her skirt. So you don’t like this one? Wanna see another?Yes I do I smiled We seen four houses that day. My ass or pussy used at each one. I went home that night with. She is 5'9", 120 pounds, and 36-25-37 with flaming red hair and bright green eyes that melt your insides when you look into them.I lost my nice guy status just over three months ago when Candy, my brother Jim and I were at a party. Jim is a volunteer fireman and his beeper went off halfway through the party. He asked me to see that Candy got home ok and then he took off - his red and blue lights flashing. When the party broke up I helped Candy, who was feeling no pain, out to my car and propped.