Each breath became a new plateau of pleasure.She was going to make me come.I couldn’t believe it. I had to tell her just in case she didn’t want t... do it: “You’re going to make me…”“I know. I can tell from your breathing.” The breath caught in my chest: my boss knew the effect she was having on me with her endless little circles on the tip of my hidden cock. The shared knowledge made it so much dirtier.The next plateau was the one just below my orgasm; the table tipped in my direction as I. Either way though, I can’t-‘ Teagan explained, but was cut off. ‘Well, if you gave your shirt to Chianna then I guess it’s fine. I can tell you’ll be a kind husband to her. Maybe she’ll calm down after she marries you.’ ‘But one of the things that I love about her is her love for exploration, and I don’t want that to go. I love Chia just the way she is, even if she won’t say the same about me.’ Chia frowned at that. She hadn’t told him she loved him since he was a doll. Did he think she didn’t. My member twitched and throbbed in my boxers. At that same time the characters in the soap entered into a passionate love making scene. I was overbearingly aroused now. I lifted my self above the covers and took off my boxers. The cool night air felt amazing on my hot growing erection. Giving in to my raging hormones, I decided to masturbate to the soap opera sex scene next to my sleeping grandmother. As soon as I got into a good stroking rhythm the sex scene ended. I lost most of my arousal. Mr. Santa stood in front of me andunhurriedly stripped himself of his clothing. His more than stellar form cast beautiful shadows on the gray walls. I marveled at his chiseled physique while my heart pounded anxiously in my chest. He reached over to retrieve a silver box cutter from the shelf to his right and kneeled in front of me. Before I could even think to be afraid of what he was going to do next, he majestically began kissing my inner thigh and swiftly cut each side of my black Victoria.