We kissed and helped each other clean up. AS we got out, she asked about her surprise. So, I guided her to the bedroom.I told her to sit down for a se...ond and placed a blind fold on her. After that I laid down on the bed and pulled her to me, having her straddle me. I placed my cock at her tight pussy. I kissed her and slipped my cock inside slowly. Vida shook, telling me how fucking good it felt. I told her she was gonna love the surprise. Her pussy was so wet and so tight, felt fucking. My roommate had already guessed that I was his Santa. He had seen a receipt for one of the gifts. We shook hands, and I waited for him to reveal that he was my Santa.They asked me to guess, and I named him. I pointed out the things that he had done to give away the secret. He was laughing the whole time. When I finished, he simply said, "Nope."It turned out that my Santa was one of the freshman girls. I was surprised that she had even signed up, because she was supposedly dating a senior. While. “perhaps he sent that one to force your hand … see even my imagination loves you”She asked what would she possibly be doing in someone’s hotel for two hours in the middle of the day, my answer was a naughty pic of our own from the secret gallery on my phone, a “pov” shot of her sucking my cock! More Ha Ha’s and a winking-face emoji. More desk bound pics followed and again I asked what she’d been up to for two hours of her lunch. I told her that I knew that there would be a mundane explanation,. Mrs. Jones was a fastidious and precise old woman. She ran a small hotel that didn’t take on any customers, because, as she put it, ‘I don’t want people dirtying my clean rooms, with muddy feet and greasy fingertips. Not to mention the mess they leave on the bedclothes….’To Emma, she couldn’t have made any money at all. But, because of her strictness and regimental preciseness, Emma could imagine Mrs. Jones dishing out a hard and pleasurable spanking. Emma envisaged herself on all fours on one.