Now that we were all dressed I turned towards the door but was stopped once again by a hand on my shoulder. “If I am going to be your date tonight ...on’t you think I should know your name?” Tasha asked. “Oh I am so stupid.” I laughed as I turned to face her. “My name is Kristina. But everyone calls me Krista.” “Natasha Antonina Johns” Tasha said with a hint of a Russian accent that I had never picked up on before. She looked at my confused expression and explained that her mother was Russian. She opened the door and immediately another set of hands took my hands and led me to a bed. Gently pushing me back onto the mattress, she crawled between my legs and very slowly began sliding up my slippery legs. Her breasts were so soft on my legs and thighs and she kept moving up, sliding over my ever hardening cock. Her breasts played lightly on my chest, and her pussy mound pressed down on my pole. She began kissing my lips, her tongue darting between my lips until we were both tasting each. Naa shirt pant ,teesi drayar meeda unnavu naa sulli 10″ drayar lonchi bayataku vachhi kadamu tokkutundi. Amenu kindapadavesi. Langa bondu lagi veshanu. Blouse. Hooks buttons tempi vesanu. Rommul madya talpetti chinnaga ame salnu cheekutu na moddani ame kall sanuduloki techanu shravani bhaga bhayopadi poyin nannu vadulu please antu dandamu pedutundi. Nenu amenu krinda padavesi namoddani ame kanne pooku meeda chinnaga rayasaganu. Amelo penugulata taggatamu modalu petti, kadalakunda agipoindi.nenu. "Santa, is it really you?" Jenny said in her sexiest, most sultry voice."Ho Ho Ho, Merry Christmas Jenny," Santa replied. "Aren't you supposed to be in bed like everyone else?" And miss out seeing a sexy man like yourself," Jenny purred, as she tip toed closer to Santa, "No, I just had to stay up just to see you this year, Santa. I had to thank you personally for all the wonderful presents you left me." There's no need for that," said Santa. "Now off to bed like a good little girl so Santa can.