They were both exhausted and collapsed in Santa’s bed. Kyle said, “If I knew Santa Claus was such a dirty old man, I would’ve been much naughtie...r.” Santa who even still had his beard on, said, “You haven’t even seen how dirty I can get,” and proceeded to get Kyle up on all fours while he rimmed his own cum out of Kyle’s ass.They fell asleep in each other’s arms, Santa finally slipping out of his outfit because he had to be at work in it the next day, and it was his only Santa suit. Kyle told. I didn't hesitate to strip off my old clothes. I left them in a pile on the floor. I didn't need those boring things any longer. I ripped the tags off my new jean skirt then pulled it up my legs. I shuddered as the denim rasped against my thighs. My pussy felt so excited, the air kissing my shaved lips. I slid the jean skirt up and up over my rump. It rode low my hips, just covering the waistband of my panties. If was tight, almost digging into my flesh. I shuddered, loving how short it was. If. "What a choice we now have to make." I don't do that anymore. I can take just enough to leave them a sleep for a while. I try not to kill anyone using my power like that anymore if I can. I ... I ... I just can't. Not since Elliot found out," said Kat quietly."Sure you don't. Like we should just take your word for it," said Terrance with a sneer."I'll do it," said Rory softly."What?! Are you insane?!" exclaimed Terrance spinning Rory to face him.Rory looked at him sadly before he spoke. What was less simple to piece together was anything else Ian might havesaid after the half dozen or so times they'd now gone at it. Those twocommands were all he'd figured out, and while part of him hoped that thiswas because those two were all they were, Ian's habit for making stupidcomments at awkward moments had him suspecting there were more to find.His own memories of those afterglows were hazy at best. Although he'd notexplained why for fear of knowing abuse of that power, he'd forbid.