.” whispered Santa breathlessly, “Santa would love to cum down your tight little chimney, my sweet little Jilnarrrr...”Jilnar loved cocks, espec...ally when they're big and stiff. And watching men pleasure themselves always drove her wild with lust! She started to stroke her glistening wet pussy and let out a gasp as she inserted her middle finger, imagining Santa “cumming down her chimney”.“Who's there?” boomed a cross sounding Santa Claus, “Come out here, at once, where I can see you!”Jilnar. In this house there was a bedroom with a bed I could sleep on when I visited my family. I couldn’t call it my room because absolutely nothing in it was mine. Dad gave me a $500 check to replace my clothes. Well, most of the stuff that fit me was in my car. He also showed me a new bicycle to replace the one I had. I decided to leave it in the new garage until I scoped out the lay of the land at OU. I had a car now. Why would I need a bicycle?Labor Day, I drove down to Athens so I’d be there. “God! How can you do that again!” I laughed as I watched Jack shoot another load into her hungry slit.She just couldn’t get enough of that wonderful stuff. Jack pulled out and I saw a trickle of his wet sperm trickle out of her split to the sheets. She looked at me, still breathing hard and smiled that innocent smile of hers. Oh! Baby!” She sighed.“Like that?” I asked.“The best!” She reached for my clean semi firm shaft with that look in her eyes.As I approached the side of the bed, she grasped. "Tell him," I said to Sally pushing it back into her."Oh God yes," she sighed, "it feels so nice and Pat's squeezing my boobs too." There're fucking tits not boobs you slut," I called out."He's squeezing my tits," she amended."Just like Ben did on our wedding day," I said."Yes, yes, just like that," she said her voice becoming strained now."Tell me about Ben squeezed your tits," I ordered."Yes tell us," said Ben over the loud speaker."Please it was just a little squeeze," she said. "You caught.