“Oh Santa that’s great,” young Fanny cried loud“But the time has now come for my cunt to be ploughed.”“Dear girl, I cannot,” wept exhaus...ed St Nick.“I’m afraid that your mouth has exhausted my dick.“Oh, no! You old pervert,” said Fanny, “You schmuck!Have filled up my mouth now I need a good fuck!There isn’t a way that I’m letting you flitTil you’ve fucked me so hard that I can’t touch my clit.”With that little Fanny took Santa’s huge pole And guided it gently into her tight hole.And so she rode. I asked her if she was interested in getting a tattoo, and she said no that she was interested in the modeling job. Fireworks went off in my head and I asked her to come with me to the back, and I asked David one of the other tattoo artists to watch the front. His booth had the best view of the front and he had rented the space from me for two years, so he was used to handling the front. Sheila sat in my tattoo chair giving me a great view of her legs peaking out from her skirt and I explained. *****``Mmmm. Your skin's so soft. Not at all like I expected on a bigfootball star.''The little blonde ran her fingers over Josh's chest. He glanced downin the dim light and confirmed once more that there seemed to be muchless hair on his chest than he remembered. She circled his nipple andhe felt an electric thrill of passion. His nipples hadn't ever felt sosensitive. The girl teasingly kissed her way down to his cock andbegan sucking him back to erection and he stopped thinking.Some. Sam was coming down the stairs and Mary stopped, allowing Bill to zip up, although Sam looked oddly at them as he entered the room. He sort of smirked. Then Mary said she needed to use the bathroom too. Damn! I raced back up the rear stairs and plunged into bed just as she came into our bedroom. Kept my eyes glued shut as I knew she was watching me. I feigned a nice even breathing and a light snore and she went away quietly, shutting the door. I heard her returning to the rec room and retraced.