Santa cutie and hurry down the chimney tonight. Come and trim my Christmas tree with some decorations bought at Tiffanys. I really do believe in you. ...et’s see if you believe in me.’ she sings as she runs her hands thru her hair. ‘Santa baby, forgot to mention one little thing, a ring. I don’t mean on the phone. Santa baby and hurry down the chimney tonight.’ her voice rings as her hands move from her hair to her hips, then up behind her, to the clasp of the top. She undoes it and holds it to. Old Jerry just couldn't let be. "Be gentle with her, Ok?"I wanted to slap him. Tell him to man up and grow a set. But then I remembered it WAS his Mom. Who the hell knows what it'd be like if it was my Mom. Eeeew. "I'll take good care of her. She's precious."I pulled back and shoved harder, until I was buried to the root. Damn! The woman had pushed a k** out of that slot, and I felt like she could snap my cock off with one good squeeze. She was at least as tight as any girl I'd ever done,. I had never done it this way before and I was surprised at how much easier it seemed. My mouth and throat were lined up and it was a straight shot for his cock. Since my throat had already been loosened up it really wasn't that bad.I felt more pressure on my ass and I knew that I now had two fingers pushing into me. He was using a lot of lubricant and I was beginning to relax a little. I was still scared, but so far he was being careful not to hurt me. If given a choice I would have called a. Jab main aunty se takraeya to mere jism me ek kabnai si durane lagi or mera lund ekdam kharda ho geya, aunty ne ve mere lund ko dekh leya tha or ader hi ander aunty khush ho rahi thi, aunty ne muje kaha ke app ne to hamar ghar vi achi tharan se nahi dekha hoga aoo main tume apna ghar dekhati hoon, main vi teyar ho geya, aunty apan ghar dekhate dekhat apne bedroom mian legi, jab maine aunty ka bed dekha to mere main me kheyal aane lage ki raat ko aunty or uncle kese soote hoonge, kiya karte.