"Good soldier always looks after his weapon," someone muttered.Lucinda lay in a fog of ecstasy mingled with agony, her breasts were numb now, as was h...r whole crotch, the butt blug had ceased to be agonising, she just drifted from one ejaculation to the next barely noticing, she wanted a drink, the lights and the warmth of the soldiers bodies made her sweat so profusely that beads of moisture dripped onto the bed.Another rotation and another, one face merged with another, one cock with another. “During this kiss,” Janet said, “unbutton one of my buttons.” He did. “Like what you see?” she asked when she leaned a little back.“Oh, yes. You’re a pretty girl. I like all that I see.” Though he’d like to see more.“Then why don’t you show your appreciation by kissing the skin that has been revealed?” God! She had to tell him every little thing.“Gently,” she added before his lips touched her skin. And he was gentle. Rough edges, for sure; but he could learn. For that matter, the kiss began to. She asked, “Since when does Santa come in the front door?” “Ho, ho, ho! Only on special occasions,” he answered. Twisting the box in his fingers as he approached, he asked, “Have you been a good girl this year?” She answered in a high-pitched, almost sing-song voice, “I’ve been a very good girl.” Nipples hardening, she was a little shocked that this was turning her on for some reason. “Good girls deserve presents, don’t they?” “Uh huh, Santa. Do you have a present for me?” “Indeed I do.” He. .” Teases Dennis.“Well, like I say ... We’d been married for a long time before we, sort of, stumbled into this ... We were watching some porn together, you know, to spice things up a bit, and we’re watchin’ a video of this really pretty girl and she’s with these two guys ... And they’re both wearing masks, like leather dog masks, or plastic, I don’t know ... Anyway, they look like dogs, their faces, not their bodies. Normal bodies, quite nice actually, but dog faces...” She pauses, trying not.