"relax" he said, "allow him to please my slutty wife's desires with his cock". His words did just that and I felt myself sink even deeper into the bed.... His pounding started and occasionally I would look down to see him retract before sliding back in as far as he could push it. His cock looked majestic as it took on my rather inexperienced pussy.Kyle kissed me, his hands explored my body and moved the now drying liquid to new places on my skin, my pussy was beyond excited and normally I cannot. We must have succeeded because there was applause when we both crawled from the papery wreckage. A man in a business suit hurried over to us. His nametag identified him as mall management. "What happened?" he demanded. I couldn't seem to speak. Luckily, Santa's tongue was good for more than one thing. "There was a flap of cardboard loose in the workshop ceiling," he lied smoothly. "We were seeing if we could fix it from the inside, but I guess it made the structure unstable. You're lucky nobody. He looked at her for a moment before he reluctantly gave her a large paper bag.“Thanks,” she responded as she transferred her office clothes into the spacious bag. As soon as she turned towards the door she stashed the other shopping bags in there as well, knowing that everything that might link to her before she went into the shop was now hidden away.She stepped onto the street hoping that none of the men were waiting for her to come out. Her heart skipped a beat as she turned right towards. ‘Good girl, sister.’ She pressed her body against Sabrina’s and looked at her. ‘I’ve changed my mind, I don’t want you to eat me out this morning.’ Her hands traveled up to Sabrina’s, still locked in the shackles on each side of her. Abby pushed her pussy against her twin’s, and started to slide over it. Her fingers tangled in the fingers of her sisters, as she thrust hard against her sister’s hot cunt. The smells of the two women mingled together, and the juices were oozing between them..