Let’s keep going, though.” She put one foot on a chair. Very plain black patent, with what probably was a four-inch heel and an ankle strap that s...mehow was different than a come-fuck-me (CFM) shoe.”“Do I guess correctly that the ankle strap is for support first and appearance second?”“You’ve got it, Ada.” Cath hummed some stripper music, not especially well but giving the impression she needed. Starting at the hem, she began to unbutton the pencil skirt. When she got past her knee, she struck. "Look up." Pointed the rotund devil, leaning in next to Ben to look upwith him. "That is ice. This isn't the North Pole. Hell has frozenover." He winked at Ben. "Anything can happen."Santa turned and headed towards another door on the top walkway.Opening it revealed an office. Sliding into the seat behind his desk hepicked up a letter from on top of his blotter. Christmas Future pulledBen into the office and stood with him in front of the desk. Putting ona pair of glasses Santa began. I stood directly behind her, my hands on the bars of her wheelchair."Um, okay," she replied, "if you want to."As the women in the clip moved into more intimate sex I placed my hands on Gaby's shoulders and began massaging gently. I could see her smile through the reflection on her monitor screen. I imagine that she could see me smiling as well. As I felt her shoulders relaxing, I began to slide my fingers lightly up her neck; one hand softly caressing her hair, the other dancing lightly over. ”She didn’t say anything else but pulled me into a deep kiss with those fabulous lips. I could feel my traitor body respond and grow hard. I embraced her back, wrapping my arms around her chest, feeling the definition of her back’s muscles. I buried my face in her black breasts, shutting out the horror that was always just a half-step behind me.After several minutes she slipped her leg under me and kind of scooped me up to lie between her thighs, my erect cock effortlessly slipping into her wet.