"My time as Santa ended for the day. I waved at all the little ones as I made my way back to undress. Sherry, who played my helper elf, packed up the ...amera, supplies and money, then joined me in the back. I loved how the elf costume looked on her. Almost too tight for her young buxom coed body. As I started taking off my jacket and "Santa" beard, she thanked me for another smooth day. She can't believe how calm I can remain, as some of the customers (as she likes to call them), alternate. Now, Mr. Tarakan…” Each syllable emphasized with a suffocating squeeze of her cunt muscles. She mewled softly, gripping my shoulders and glissading up and down my cock, rasping her pubic bone hard against mine. The suckling grip of her vagina was sending me wild. I thought of cold vacations, old ladies, hospitals, anything to get my mind off the angel bouncing atop my cock, but it was hopeless.With the angel dust controlling my head, I closed my eyes. Fuelled by the drug, my imagination. Friday, the end of the week, go home early day. I selected another skirtand another top, but the underwear was more of the problem. This time itwasn't just panties and a bra, though these were quite translucent, thistime he also demanded a suspender belt and stockings. I did my makeupthing first, then began to dress, the underwear was something else, thestockings and suspenders on my smooth bare legs instantly sent my braininto overdrive, making me madly aroused. I wanted to touch myself. "I can tell that it really turns you," she added, wanking my cock as it hardened from her attention."I just think it'd be a real turn on, waiting at home for you to come home freshly fucked by some stud with a thick cock," I replied, "And you know you'd love it too; I can be your slut and you can be other men's," I added, smiling."Mmm, sounds like a plan," Kat said, "I'll keep my eyes open for someone suitable."Kat had decided that if she was going to do it, she wanted someone new as opposed to.