"There you go, ruining one of my fantasies about you." Then she went all red and I realised that she'd said something that she didn't intend to. Grinn...ng, I pressed the issue. "Oh yes? And what fantasy was that?"She looked at me and got that look on her that says she's rising to a challenge. "That you'd come running in, throw me over your shoulder, take me somewhere safe and fuck my brains out."I was stunned both by her language and the sentiment. Neither of us had ever gone that far in. Early on in the day she had given up the fight with her cleavage. No telling how many men walked out of that institution with a hard on from a special visual Christmas gift from the branch manager. The girls chattered, a couple of them masking their own secret personal reactions to the lush, sexy invitation.As usual for Christmas Eve, Rhonda had walked around all that day handing out Christmas candy that she kept in her one deep pocket. Those who accepted and enjoyed had no idea that the. But it was no use. Her dress was lay accusingly on the floor as the ancient hands drew waves of pleasure from her breasts and sex. Faith’s nails dug deep into the older woman’s arm as her body jerked and she gave a loud cry. * * * * * A hundred miles away, Nell moaned slightly as Sir Horace sank his cock into her ass. As always, she had been prepared to his exacting specifications by the housekeeper and her assistant. All traces of hair had been removed from her legs, armpits, sex and ass. She was. Even the belting King had given her had pushed her closer and closer to cumming. And being tied to the pool table, her pussy on display, knowing he was going to fuck her like a nasty little slut? Something inside of her wanted this, had been wanting this as far back as she could recall. A secret smile turned up the corner of her lips as she wiggled her ass at him, hoping he would take the hint. With a sharp laugh, he grabbed her ass with one hand, guiding his cock into her cunt with.