She begins to spread the oil over my crotch and grabs my cock to stroke it. Shes got a devilish looking her eye as she prep jerks me. After a few pump... she says, "you're ready for this now". The rubberized b**st is gently worked around my peri anus before plunging in. Its filling me more the further she goes and I utter a faint sigh of delight."I knew you'd like it. Now I'm going to fuck you till you almost cum", she says."Yeah, fuck me", I say as the pleasure grows with the insertion. "That's. Nicolas, bishop of Myra in TurkeySweet Santa is me, who writes these verses for you two in EnglandSweet Santa is also Your dear Deb with her X-mas presents to You!--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Sweet Santa's bones are in a crypt in Bari, in Italy, but his believers are only in Holland, at firstSweet Santa is called 'Santa Claus' in English speaking countries, after the Dutch. ” “Laugh, sleep and then kick me out.” A yawn escaped her lips as exhaustion caught up with her. Marcus pulled the sheets up to cover both of them, making sure to rake his fingers lightly up her thigh. “Oh, fine. But stay over there on your side.” “Somehow I don’t think that’s going to happen.” For a short while, they continued to bicker back and forth playfully until Marcus had enough and leaned in for another taste. Hadley hummed softly against his lips and gave in to the powerful craving. Her pussy was beginning to tingle with need for him again. “Good morning beautiful.” His voice was low and husky. The voice of a man who had made hours of love the night before and hadn’t talked since then. A whisper against her shoulder that made goosebumps race over her skin. She remembered what those lips could do. She remembered how they closed around her clit and lathered her with the most intense feeling, wracking her body in climax after climax as he wound her tighter for his.