And all because I believed in him again."Yes, Virginia," he boomed, "there really is a Santa Claus."We giggled together, hugging each other.I felt hap...ier than I'd ever been.And then I felt his bulge get bigger, pressed up against me as it was.I was amazed that that was even possible.Moments later, not breaking our hug, I looked up at him."What should I call you? Do you prefer Santa? Or Kris? Or...? I'msorry, but Santa seems so, well, so child-like, and, well, I'm an adultnow. I don't feel. " said Mrs. Ascot. "It's OK. Here give me your hand. You should feel how hard you made him. Your husband can't see. Go ahead play with him. You know you want to. Give me your hand. That it Brenda. Jack my cock. Show me how much you like young cock in your hand.I watched as she jacked my cock making it much harder in her small hand. Her bright red nails scratched down the underside of my shaft. I gently pulled down my cargo shorts, and boxer briefs to around my ankles. She then scooped up my. Kelly moved away and Gill stepped in front of me, releasing her bra and letting it fall to the floor. She did the same with her knickers. She pulled my legs together and with great ease, jumped on to my legs. Her breasts were magnificent under her bra but now I could feel them, they were the most wonderful pair I have ever had the pleasure of playing with.Kelly wasn’t done either. She reappeared before Gill and myself with an enormous vibrator. She pulled a chair up close to us, pulled her. His body tensed up, struggling against the ropes.All told, only about three minutes passed before Mike was ready to blow; that did not improve Emma’s opinion of him sexually, but she wasn’t getting anything out of it yet so it really didn’t matter to her.Emma felt his ass cheeks clench tightly just before he climaxed. Emma pulled her mouth off of his cock and started stroking him. She saw his legs straighten (as best they could) as his first load shot onto the floor next to her.She wasn’t sure.