When I said wow, i feel a little drunk, Anthony's hand moved over my butt. And moreover, i just let it happen! Actually i stepped closer to him, so it...wasn't as obvious for his friends. 'You have a very nice butt, just like a girl's' my neighbor complimented me. 'And look at those lips, big like a female pays money for. Do you fuck for money?'I blushed and stuttered -since by now i NEEDED sex- 'yes, how much would you pay to fuck me?' with my highest, most girly voice. 'Boy, you need some good. Instantly she began tingling. "Come here and see what Santa's got for you," he said motioning to the ground in front of him.Christine hesitated for a moment. She really wasn't the type who would ever kneel to anyone, but he wasn't just anyone. He was Santa.So she moved down to her knees in front of him. The cement felt cold and damp. As she did she could feel the dig of little pebbles into her skin.Her long fingernails moved to stroke him through his soft velvet trousers. She traced around the. A feeling of intense, yet pleasurable pain that, she had never experienced anything like before. She could feel a draining feeling from where his lips were and yet as the exhausting feeling continued she also felt a completely different feeling. A feeling as if life was being pumped into her at the same time. “I’ve never felt so alive” she thought to herself. She started to feel something that she had only read of before. A wave started to take over her body starting at the source of the pain. When it opened for him he slid his hands inside, stroking and caressing her skin as he helped work each sleeve off in turn.“Goddess…you are mad,” She exhaled, fingers digging into his back. Her blouse billowed and flittered towards the ground below. Then he kissed the hollow of her throat and gripped her hips, so she could lean back. When she did, he circled her nipple with his tongue.“Mad?” Havian groaned as his wife writhed in his arms. “Mad with desire, perhaps. With the desperate hunger.