Still he was Santa and a job had to be done. Besides her tits had great potential and the face could be covered if need be.Quickly stripping away her ...lankets and sheets, he secured her frail hands behind. Capturing her ankles he soon had them on a short rope to her wrists and her back arching in a lovely bow. Amazing how it improved her posture and appeal. Properly prepped for transportation in a sexy hogtie, she stirred and blinked in disbelief at her jailer.Santa ripped off her panties and. It was over between them, he knew that, but he couldn’t let it go. At least not yet. He was jolted out of his daydream by nasally female yelling, ‘Where is my breakfast?’ and the sight of a buxom middle-aged blonde woman storming down the stairs greeted him. She was wrapped in her dressing gown, which was doing little to contain her. ‘Sophie, where is my breakfast?’ she yelled again. She halted when she saw him standing there. Without making any attempt to cover up, she asked impatiently, ‘Who. Listening, he could hear the shower come on and just as quickly go off. He was tempted to go back to the hall but thought better of it, not knowing what she had in mind. Yet his cock did give off all the signs of desire, knowing she probably was naked in the bathroom, and they were alone. He behaved though and stayed on the couch channel surfing the TV.***A short while later, Diane came back out into the living room wearing a small black dress, no shoes, and her blonde hair cascading down her. UAH. UAH." Ibsenpanted for each cum load that shot into his buddy's hand. Vace wasn't donethough. Using his own and Ibsen's cum as lube, Vace circled his buddy'scock for round two. Ibsen was completely at Vace's mercy and could onlychoke out "UH!" "UH!" "UH!" as Vace continued to pound Ibsen's now supersensitive cock head. Ibsen's entire body was covered in goose bumps and hisnipples were rock hard. His entire body shook as his cock experienced themost intense orgasm of his young life. .