Are they suitable?’ She took a deep breath to steady herself before replying, ‘They are more than suitable. They’re very beautiful.’ ‘A beau...tiful woman like you belongs in beautiful surroundings,’ he replied in the same soft tone. The look in his eyes along with the silky smooth voice in which he had made his compliment sent a warm tingling through her limbs. Unsettled by the feelings she said quietly, ‘Please, Mr. Andrews, I’m a married woman, you shouldn’t say such things.’ ‘Even if they’re. He drips hot candle wax onto her back and ass using it for a guide to take his knife and carve his initials in her flesh marking his territory. She screams out with sensations of pain and pleasure as he licks the blood from the engraving. He pulls his dick from her pussy and shoves it in her ass, no warning, burying to his balls. r****g her ass hard, he grabs her shoulders, forces her legs a little wider and sinks his cock in deeper. Her body squirms, her pussy throbbing, she cums so hard. We finished by filling all the stockings with all the standard stuff, new toothbrushes for everyone, an orange, an apple, candy and little wrapped gifts (stupid stuff all kids love from the local dollar store). When my wife and I sat back and enjoyed a nice hot chocolate we looked over the site before us beaming with pride. The over abundance of gifts and stuffed socks was a site to behold (if only everyone could be as lucky as we were that night). Now I always gave to our church and the Angel. That bastard who'd picked her up on the island. "Sure," he'd said, "I'm going your way. Hop in."He was a pleasant enough guy to look at-in his early thirties, she supposed, neat, clean, with a groovy car. And they'd made the ferry with plenty of time. But as the boat pulled out of the island dock to begin the twenty-minute trip to the mainland, he'd changed from a nice, quiet-spoken dude into a sex fiend who couldn't keep his hands away from Cathy's tits and legs."Stop it!" she'd squealed, not.