But for my first time I was scared about how much itwould hurt and exactly what it would feel like; so of course I couldn'tfully commit.He didn't resp...ond to my question at all; although I suppose silence isits own response."Kevin please just come home. I'll try harder. I'll do better. It wasonly one time. My first." An audible verification of my internalmachinations. "You have to give me a chance!" I blathered away.His voiceless rejoinder persisted. So much so that I begin to wonder ifhe'd hung. Gina spun around, seeking out his lips. At the same time, her hand went on a quest of its own. When her fingers slipped over his erection tenting the red fabric, she pulled back from the kiss. “Why Santa, did you bring me a big, thick, yummy candy cane too?” “Mmm... Gina.” He slipped out of character as she caressed his swollen manhood. “I have some milk and cookies for you, Santa. Come get them,” she teased, and then sauntered off to the bedroom, her hips swaying. She could hear the bells. When the door opened I got quite a shock. Standing in front of uswas a naked woman. In a soft voice the woman says, ?Mistress Doris is in herstudy.? Walking to her study I shake my head thinking ?That's thefirst time she's ever had one of her slaves open the door naked. That mustmean that Master and her have some kind of bondage scene planned for tonight.Oh goody I can't wait.? As we walk into the room I look around. On the rightthe wall is covered in books. Directly in front of us is her. She revelled in their roughness, their skin was rough, their probing action rough. His arthritic joints were natures finest sex toy. The combination of tingling, clitoral arousal and pinching pain, that came in waves from her assaulted nipple, exploded in a powerful orgasm, which left her thighs jerking, as if she sought anybody, or anything, to penetrate her soaking cunt. The old man jerked his body and made a grunting sound. As his fingers slithered from her, he wiped them on the hair between.