So to speak." Ho, ho, ho, I'll on-the-spot you," Mrs. Claus said, swatting her husband smartly on his sturdy backside. "We'll both go. That way no mis...takes. No hanky-panky. Worse comes to worst, we give Sandra both Unicorns. A matched set. Six speeds divided by two, so to speak. Think of the combinations! Now that would really be a heavenly come!"And so it was that Santa and Mrs. Claus set off on their Christmas Eve rounds. And so it was that they arrived at the rooftop of 123 Willow. Grabbing my ponytail, Mitch tried to force his head down my throat, but I choked and began to cry and he stopped.I pulled back, gasping for air as he looked down at my messy face with a new kind of lust in his eyes. "Lick it off my balls," he told me with his sexy deep voice, his hand still on my ponytail. Getting lower, I got under his dick and began to lick his big hairy balls. I had never done this before and he could tell. "Suck one ball at a time, Kendal." I wrapped my lips around his left. About Vandana, she was 28 (at that time), a bit dusky girl, 5’6, and quite fit. She lived in Bangalore with her husband and used to work there.Anyway, the conversation started and we kind of hit it off instantly. I mean within minutes we were talking as if we had known each other for years; it was something like an instant connection! After a while, our friendly chat got a bit personal (because I came to know that she was married from her Insta and asked her about it). I got to know about her. My body did, however. That feeling got stronger. I came. He fucked me harder and I came harder. “Who feels better?” “You do,” I panted. “God, only you do.” Just when I thought he’d kill me with his cock, he let go, standing up. I swiveled around to grab the base of his swaying cock with one hand, digging my nails into his abdomen, and cupped his tight balls with the other. I flicked my tongue back and forth across the underside, stimulating only the spot just below the top where the glans and.