“Girl, put whatever you want on your list year!!! You are sooo bad you make my good golly list!!!” Santa whispered.The library shelves a few feet ...ehind him and to one side quietly slid out and then to the side. Santa looked over to see a petite elf by the name of Felicia step quietly into the room. She was one of the few that knew of the secret door. Fewer still who knew that when the door was locked, Santa was checking on the naughty girls, and was not opposed to having company… unless said. ” My clitty was squeezed. I grunted against the gag. “Good. That’s better. I don’t want it falling off.” The constant pressure of having my clitty squeezed had my pussy dripping in anticipation. The light pain I felt was turning me on. Heat flushed my face and neck. “Ahh yes Bess, you’re feeling good. I can tell. Okay Ms Smyth, carry on.” Something tickled against my thighs. It felt light and touched me so gently I almost cooed. Warmth covered my clitty. She was blowing warm breath against me.. Nancy smiled at her son as she got to her feet and slid her pants and panties the rest of the way down her shapely legs. She stood up straight, facing her son and then slowly turned completely around keeping her eyes on him.She saw him swallow hard a couple of times as she showed off her body and then sat down across from him. She carefully folded her legs under herself not wanting to completely expose her womanhood to her son just yet."Your turn, honey." She said.Josh nodded his head and. The problem is that daughter Violette is a mantrap, and has her daddy’s ear.’ ‘Oh, how do you know?’ ‘One hears the whispers. She’s now thirty and has already been married three times, all to Anglican priests. While they had her favor, daddy lifted them high, then, when she was done with them. . . Well, when she dumped the first three, they all were sent to the missions: one to Zimbabwe, one to Uganda, and one to the Falklands. Word has it she’s looking for number four.’ ‘Saints preserve us,’ I.