Besides, I can't perform any copyrighted material here. Not even my own stuff. I can do original, unsubmitted material or folk songs that are so old t...at no one holds a copyright on them anymore." Oh poop!" Cynthia pouted."Let's do Molly Malone then," Mary said. "You did that one at Celia Valdez's wedding, didn't you?" The rehearsal actually," Jake said."Let's do it. You sing and we'll harmonize." All right," Jake said. "But don't go making me look bad up here."They played Molly Malone, much to. I was not ready for her to cum. She owed me good after all that teasing for hours which felt like an eternity. I needed her to slow down her train and wait for me. I was close but not ready. Dont you cum Bitch, dont cum yet, hold back I told her. She fought it she fought like an angel following my commands. I so love controlling her with such passion with such vulgarity. Youre my slut, arent you I spouted at her. Panting even harder her words barely chocked out between gasps Yes! Yes! Yes, I. ” I had never heard of such an island or country. But somehow from the sound that emerged from their lips, I knew it had to be spelled with a ‘Ph’. But how on earth did they know my name? It seemed that they could read my mind. “You are the owner of the Juliet.” The taller one pointed her chin to the boat. “Step into the water. It’s not deep. We were waiting for you.” Everything in their behavior and their voice was so trustful and I jumped into the whitish-emerald water, even though I did not. Santa lubed up his cock and Kyle’s asshole while sliding it in. He was still dressed in his Santa garb, and jingle bells chimed with each stroke. He could feel the pressure building as Santa was fucking him hard and fast, and before he started to shoot, Kyle realized he forgot to make Santa put on a condom. At that point, he didn’t care and was ready for his load up his tight, virgin man cunt.They were both exhausted and collapsed in Santa’s bed. Kyle said, “If I knew Santa Claus was such a.