"I knew that wasn't really your belt buckle," Cindy said, "But it did make me chuckle, and now, I suppose, you want to fuckle." Santa grimaced at her ...oor poetry but, smiling lecherously, broke into verse himself. "So, if you don't want a dolly, then perhaps, I can interest you in my wally, here My Dear, 'tis near the end of the year, so sit on my lap, and let's be jolly." It was Cindy's turn to grimace."That's crap Santa," she told him. "Well, come on Babe, what do you say, are you going to be. I rolled her on her side and slid my cock into her pussy as I spooned behind her. Reaching over her hips, I massaged her clit until she had a massive orgasm. This position worked well after a long night, feeling very good, slowing down my orgasms, and requiring a minimum of expended effort with spectacular results. We both had a nice orgasm and went to sleep. I woke up around noon with her wonderful lips around my stiff cock. She was making good on the second half of the blowjob that. She looked a little shy, but then she just dropped to her knees and started to open my pants.“Excuse me, what the hell do you think you are doing, Kitten?” I asked with a smirk on my face.“I am sorry, Sir, but I am thirsty for some cum and I want yours,” Sally responded not looking me in the eyes. “Besides I must confess that if Mike had not been with us at lunch I would have definitely dropped under the table and done this then.”I lifted her head with my finger and told her, “Look at me,. "Hi, Mr. Johnson," Anna said, "I'm Anna from the babysitting agency. I'm here to baby-sit your daughter." I'm sorry," he said, "but you have the wrong address. I didn't call for any babysitter. And I don't have a daughter." Isn't this 2220 Middle Grove Road?" she asked."Yes, it is," he said."And you are Mr. Johnson, right?" Yes, I'm Steven Johnson"."Then this must be the right place." Look, Miss. I'm a single man and I don't have any children. I'm afraid you've got your information all wrong.".