You sold your soul to the devil—and now the devil has come to collect. I have looked forward to this night ever since the first time we met, two ye...rs ago. Do you remember that? You went to a cocktail party at my school, and our eyes met as if Fate had brought us together. Fate brought us together all right. It brought me to you, so that I may show you love, help you host the best parties, and help you be more than just the plain-faced, clean-cut daughter of an anal retentive judge. We will. Boys why don't you give him a little preview of what to expect.My head is yanked to the side and I see that they have already startedundressing and in front of my face is a cock.This is the closest I have been to a real / non rubber cock in my life.The gag is released from my mouth and I hear my wife tell me to enjoy itas he plans to fuck my mouth. As he grabs the back of my head he isn'tgentle and drives his cock deep down my throat and holds it for a secondbefore releasing it. I hear my wife. I never got aroused looking at the other girls. I did get aroused by their moans. Well one day I was in the library in our school, the period right before lunch. My friend Emily and I were doing a project. At our school were wear a school uninform, which consisted of a skirt and a blouse. We had to get a book, and it was on the top shelf. She went up the ladder and was looking for the book. Emily is a girl who is absoluty gorgeous and all the guys love her. When she went up the ladder and was. Nicolas, bishop of Myra in TurkeySweet Santa is me, who writes these verses for you two in EnglandSweet Santa is also Your dear Deb with her X-mas presents to You!--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Sweet Santa's bones are in a crypt in Bari, in Italy, but his believers are only in Holland, at firstSweet Santa is called 'Santa Claus' in English speaking countries, after the Dutch.