Snow like cumulus clouds covers every inch of the street outside, icicles hang from naked branches bearing them down. Somewhere in the distance, the S...un has set, said good-bye to another day. On my desk, christmas cards still inside their envelopes, wait to be opened by a stranger. But in my mind there is hardly the Christmas spirit. I do not feel moved by the birth of Christ, the Savior Son, seperated as we were at birth by several thousand years. Even Santa whom I love for his white beard,. My middle finger invaded her labia and probed for her entrance. She quickly got wet enough for my finger to enter up to the first knuckle while I cupped her crotch. She spread her legs to make access even easier.“I really like that,” she whispered, “it certainly is better than just sitting here typing.”I kept kissing her neck and her breathing was picking up. It appeared that between fondling her breast and her pussy I could bring her off. I wondered if I might be able to get her to cum by. “Surely you have had enough cock by now” he groaned.“Almost” she laughed. “Plus they’re going to make a video of our final session, so I’m re-doing my make-up and changing my stockings as they’re all ripped and drenched in spunk!”“Changing your stockings?” he quizzed.“Yes one of the guys popped out to shops earlier to buy me a whole wardrobe of kinky clothing and the outfit they want me to wear has new stockings with it, plus I have a little surprise for you later!” she stated.“What surprise?”. I folded my thumb into my palm and pushed. She pushed back, her body jerking from the sensation of having my hand forced through her opening.Quicker and much easier than I expected, my hand slipped inside her and her pussylips closed on my wrist. Janice left Bambi's breast when she saw what was going on and stared wide-eyed at my arm as it disappeared into Bambi. The devastatingly erotic sights of Bud's monster cock plowing into Connie and my arm filling up Bambi turned her on so much she put.