" What's his name?" Bryan inquired."Sean Callahan?" Andrew answered.Bryan shook his head. He looked at Rob. "He shouldn't be here. His mom lives just ...ive miles to the west. They have a huge farm. His coming here is not logical." Would he drop by for a visit?" Rob queried."Hmmmm," Bryan said. "Possibly, but why bring three cars and drive in a convoy type configuration?"Rob shook his head, then shrugged. "Ask for some bit of information only you and he would know so we can confirm his identity. I was buying underwear for her as well. To me that's the ultimate crime. Buying underwear for your married slut. A real insult. I occasionally picked her up and fucked her forma few days at a hotel when hubby was away. She always paid and I had her giving me blow jobs while I was driving. We cooled it when I got her pregnant deciding to let Timmy take the blame. They are still together but we meet once a year and she shows me photos of my son. She insists we spend the night together. And still. Liz began swaying in time with music. She slowly unbuttoned her white silk blouse and let it fall off her shoulders. Mike heard a faint "zzzzzzz" and watched as her short, blood red skirt dropped to the floor.Mike tried to stand but four elves piled over him and pinned him in place. "Hmmmm. You have been naughty as well," a thick, sausage shaped finger pointed in mike's direction. They sat there effectively mashing Mike in place. Santa snapped his fingers and Mike's clothes faded as if. I was screaming from the pleasure he was giving me, as he fucked me hard and rough. He then ran out of breath and fell down to his back. I moved over him and lowered myself down onto his hard cock and started riding him back and forth. After a while of riding him I decided to bounce up and down on his cock. He placed his hands on my hips and as I was bouncing down on his cock he help move me down. I fucked him as hard as I could until I ran out of breath. We then changed positions so that he.