And the kids? People have this strange idea that, especially at Christmas time, kids are charming little angels. They are not! Most of them are little...devils that pull on my beard to see if it's real then put their gum in it when they find out it's not. Spiteful brats!All day, every day... "Santa, I want a Playstation 3. Make sure it's a 3 'cause I already got a 2 and I don't want another one of those. Are you really that fat? Is that you that smells?"Or, "Mr. Santa Claus? You have to give me. Yes. AH. Don’t. Stop. Oh. Please. Ah. Don’t. Ah. Ah. Stop. OH. OH. YES! AH. I kept pulling her hips and shoving my cock deep inside Sarah’s tight 15 year old pussy. She had started on her hands and knees, but she had dropped to her forearms and then given up trying to hold herself up completely. She was kneeling with her faced pressed sideways into her bed, mouth open, moaning with every thrust. I had wanted to fuck her for longer, but I couldn’t go any longer. I could hear her orgasm coming,. Simmons was obviously Of Chinese descent. Roger and Lei sat and talked for a while and slowly sipped their drinks. As the music started for the next song Roger stood and put out his hand to invite Lei to accompany his to the dance floor.It was a slow dance and they danced and talked. They danced almost every dance the rest of the night. Lei was a very good dancer. Roger was proud of himself; he didn't step on her toes one time.About one o'clock Simmons came to the table, "We'll be closing soon.. “Turn around, stud,” Susan said, “and show us your booty.”Jim looked carefully at Susan seeking signs of intoxication.“She’s not drunk, Jim, just horny. You probably should take her in the house and give her a good seeing to before Dave gets here or who knows what will happen.”Jim looked at Sam and smiled.“What were you two doing all day today I wonder?”Susan giggled. “Girl things,” she said, attempting to be prim, but failing miserably. From the way she was acting you’d have thought she was.