And the noises are not to listen when they return and to know the way and what is near, I do not think humans know to make noises for that reason.If t...e one who comes is foolish like the other and will not believe that I speak sense then I will not wish to talk with him. I will talk for a time because Maggie says it is important and she wishes that he give her money. I will do this for Maggie because she asks, but I will only do it for short so that she may receive the money. If I talk to one. As soon as I entered the metal room with my two captors, a dim light turned itself on in the ceiling and I felt the floor drop gently. We were in an elevator. I guessed that this was the means by which they had entered the room but the realization did little to reassure me. Why did the house of 75 year old Ariadne Thorn in the English countryside need secret elevators? Furthermore, who were these women and what did they want with me? I would discover the answer to the last question soon after. A scream rang out of my throat and I loved it. From the guttural grunts that were emanating from his chest, I knew he loved it too. Then I could start to feel a slight tingle start to swell at my clitoris and spread. I started rubbing my clit and grinding against his cock while screaming and moaning. I was almost ready to peak. He groaned that he was going to cum so I held mine back as much as I could. Then I couldn’t hold back any longer. The slight tingle turned into full blown contractions.. Not really paying much attention to things I felt a hand on my shoulder, it shocked me a little as I looked back to see a guy dressed as Santa behind me, obviously he was the local Santa for the shopping centre he would walk around saying hi to people in stores. I looked up at him with his long white beard and jolly stature and politely smiled expecting him to say something then walk off. But to my surprise he leant over and whispered in my ear. "If you ever want to sit on santas lap and tell.