He press a button and my nipples twist a little. He press the button again and looks at me. This is your punishment for cutting Raven. His voice was c...ld and distant sounding. It almost sounded as if it pained him to talk to me. Tears roll down my cheek, not because I was in pain, but because I had hurt my brother by cutting. He pressed the button again and doesnt stop it this time. The hot water stings my sensitive nipples as they are being twisted. Patrick walks around so he is behind me with. . and male sweat too. I started kissing her ass, little wet kisses all over her abused buttocks. And I swear she reacted to each and every one of them with a sigh, a shiver, a moan or a quiver.This girl has one super-sensitive backside, I thought.Did I dare?Why not? This was already so far beyond anything I had ever imagined. I extended my tongue and, starting at the base of her spine, I dragged it down into the crack of her ass until it reached the tight little ring of her anus."Ohhh!" she. "Well you know, someone who I don't..." she struggled to finish the sentence."Someone who you don't fuck?" asked Deen with a smile.Blushing, Manya nodded her answer."Well then my sweet mom, they will know that you want them to fuck you. Simple" said Deen."Very well sweetie. As you wish" came back Manya's reply. One last sip and she had finished her tea. As she got up, Deen said,"One more thing mom..."Sitting back down, she asked "What is it, Deen?" Since you will not be wearing any clothes,. I am mingling and talking. The host asked me not to reveal my real name but only answer to Santa or Kris Kringle. At one point one of the guys tells me that I am a great Santa and they would like to get some pictures with me.We set up an oversized stuffed chair and I sit down. One of the guys loosens my sash and opens the front of the suit up so my chest shows. I am sitting down and the first guy sits in my lap and a couple of pictures are taken. He puts my hand on his bulge and another.