I’d be with you every step of the way and when we got her past the first stage then I’d come in and work with her directly. You could help me brea... down the first few walls but you’d have to let me into your head.’ ‘You mean I’d be like a puppet? You tell me what to say and I just repeat it?’ This wasn’t sounding quite so good to her. ‘Not exactly, I will be feeding you her thoughts and you’ll be free to react to them. What I’ll feed you will be more like suggestions and you can decide how to. He asked a simply worded question, "Who?!!!" After the odd character pointed me out, the room was cleared and everyone sent home under pain of severe consequences if any didn't listen. The entire store was emptied, all except me, the clerk who was tied up in a back room, and after I was able to drink in the entire group in with one eyeful of a glance, 14 members of a group I was about to be formally introduced to. The leader finally spoke directly to me as I stood naked, his voice surprisingly. They lay side by side, getting a few zzzz’s. They woke to more noises of sex happening all around them. Santa was still hard and ready to finish the task. Mrs. Claus got up on her hands and knees with her ass in the air. “Santa MOUNT ME!” she exclaimed. Not to incur her wrath he did. He was revived now and wanted to get this done. He pushed her pussy apart and rammed his cock home into her pussy. She screamed but pushed back hard against him. She wanted him badly. She had to have him hard. " Thank you."She lit the filter-tipped cigarette, (probably the first custom made cigarette she'd had in four years) took two long pulls on it, then pinched it out expertly and handed it back to me."It's yours, mum, so are these look, I've bought you two hundred, they're all for you."She looked at me in amazement and her lip began to tremble."Don't cry, mum." I said quietly, "You're free now, you've done your time, it's over darling, you're home."But she cried, she sat in the big overstuffed.