Her fingers in my hair gripped me pushing my mouth deeper. I twisted that finger ludely exploring her."Use two, maybe three. Oh, Ragi that feels ... o..., damn yes."Letting her call what I was doing to her, I slipped that second finger into her. My tongue teased her silky nub, lapping at the bundle of nerves, I grinned when I heard her make a sound that I was sure was real. Sucking on her clit, I added my third finger.Her thighs closed on my head scaring me but her hand would not let me pull. “Practice?” she asked, unsure of what I had meant.“Because these skills didn’t develop over an extended period of time where you would have gradually learned what they were and how to use them, you need to practice using each of them before we go to that briefing tomorrow, as you may need to use them, and you don’t want to be learning how to do that under pressure,” I told her.We practiced what she could now do in addition to the skills that she already had. I led her through them and taught. Her derriere begged for a man's full attention.Then Santa grinned evilly yet with a joyful smirk and commenced to spank her broad and sassy bottom. Each tremendous smack of hand resounded, echoed and covered her screams. Indeed her meager cries and protests blended in with the joyous Noelic thrashing so as not to be perceived. Her ass prickled with crimson heat. Santa continued harder and louder until Mary Beth barely whimpered with her mascara streaked with tear tracks.Afterwards she quietly. Suddenly she asked me why she used Ipill and why didn’t i use condoms, for which i replied with a frank answer.Even though her aunt acts a bit furious she was close with Dianna and she shared her “experiences” with me one day. Dianna got a shock when she frankly asked her whether i can make love with her. I acted like i am shocked but one major part of my heart was dancing in pleasure and said yes, but not in Dianna’s presence as i am not really fond of threesome.I reached the apartment, all.