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 pre...ents 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. She raved his balls, licked the shaft of his cock, rimmed the coronal ridge with her tongue, then slid her moist, hot lips over the tip and rammed his entire prickshaft into her throat.She was creaming heavily again as he began to suck her clit and milk it with his lips. Her tiny moans told him she was on her way to an exciting finish, and the thought speeded up his own recovery, already nicely begun by Rhoda's expert cock sucking.When she came, Andy grabbed her ass and held her cunt against. "That was awesome," she said. "Do you 'ave to stop?" Yes," he replied. "We've still got other things to do and it's your turn now. Awe me."She repeated what he had done to her. He marvelled at her gentleness and the sensuality of her touch. She spent a long time on his genitals, examining his cock and balls in detail. Finally she kissed him on the tip and then stood up."Thank you, Sharon. That was marvellous and awesome too. You're a natural learner."Sharon blushed like a beetroot but her smile. Flic stayed where she was. Having heard everything, she knew that for the moment she belonged to the Civil Service, not Bill. Oh God! The Civil Service. They couldn't put her in one of their brothels, could they?The Centurion pointed silently to the spot where Bill had stood. She quickly moved there, standing still, waiting for him to speak. She thought back, wondering what she'd done to cause this. When she started thinking about it, there were rather more reasons than she expected. She had.