.goosebumps over my entire body while he ate my ass. Then his hands - those strong hands were on my hips and his fucking rock hard cock pushing agains... my asshole once again.The first few strokes were not necessarily gentle but they were not prison-****. . .just strong, deep, forceful thrusts. . .burying his thick cock deep inside of me until I stretched just enough for him to really fuck me. He grabbed my head and pushed it into the sofa. His other hand held my hips in place while he fucked me. She knew she couldn't take it all in, due to its size; but she was determined to take as many inches as she could inside her mouth.Her head bobbed back and forth, where his cock slipped in and out of her succulent wet mouth. Her lips tightly wrapped around the shaft, where her tongue inside slithered around the crowned head as she played with it.Santa went with the rhythm; his hips rocking gently back and forth as his cock drifted in and out of her mouth. Groans drifted through his fluffy white. I say hi to her and that I am glad to finally meet her, she says she is happy to meet me also. I cant control my eyes and I look down to see he is wearing this really short mini skirt and I can see her sexy little thong panties from where I am standing. She asks me if I like what I see, I tell her yes that I would love to kiss her. This is a guys dream come true, she is like 20 years younger than me. I stick my head in the window and give her a kiss and she grabs the back of my head to pull me. We walked across. Helena, scowling, sat back down on her lounger."We can't let her carry on like that!" Amelia seemed very insistent, suddenly. She appeared quite unlike the mousey, quiet woman I had come to know over the last few days. "This all needs to be done quietly." Well, I'm not sure how we can persuade her," I began, but then noticed Amelia seemed distracted, peering behind me at something over my shoulder. "What's she up to now?" I said, assuming that Helena was the cause of Amelia's.