She'd never looked glummer.Saying "Santa, don't leave without even a hummer!"Claus checked his watch, "It's past midnight in MaliBut what the hell, Ti...ttie. Come make Santa jolly!"Fink chuckled a bit, then went straight to his workAs the gagged Mrs. Claus tried to call him a jerk.He called up a team to escort her belowWhile Tittiefuck sucked Santa off in the snowCaressing his cock with her lips, warm and full'til the fat man went off like a prize-winning bull.Once Tittiefuck swallowed the last. " You're very frugal with your words David." That's what Karen said." and I allowed myself a smile."No I didn't," put in Karen, "What I said was, it's like looking for hens teeth."Her dad looked at her fondly and smiled."Yes, I see what you mean darling." What makes you think you'll have that sort of money when I die?" I want to buy my own pub sir and turn it into a high class dining establishment." Why not apply for a tenancy?" I want to own it outright sir, and I want your daughter to work. I don’t see what harm there’d be to acknowledge we both like to masturbate and fantasize.””It’s my favorite pasttime.””And it would’ve been fun to see.”“See what?””You know, you masturbating while you were peeking at me, my, you know.””Your pussy.””Yes, my pussy,” I laughed. “I can’t believe we’re talking like this. Must be the wine.””Must be the fuckin’ tequilla,” Sam said. “By the way, I’m getting a nice peek now.”Sure enough, my robe had slipped open and the nightshirt had risen up enough to. I nibbled at her ear and neck - an action that had her pushing her ass back against my cock.Seizing the moment, I stepped back, pushing her forward so that her hands rested on the back of the lounge chair. I flipped up the back of her skirt to find a G-string running between her taut ass cheeks. With my fingers I pulled the skimpy covering to the side of her ass and pussy. With the other hand I directed the head of my cock between her fleshy pussy lips.I pushed forward firmly with my slippery.