Bruce pushed me away and I fell to the mattress, barely able to straighten out, Bruce scrambled over to me and lifted my aching legs up in the air and... quickly slid his steel hard shaft into my twitching bung. Like a man gone mad, Bruce rammed back and forth into my butt hole, pulling his penis all the way out and slamming it all the way back in. In frantic desperation to ease the pain and give me some relieve, I gripped his fore arms and held on for dear life as he rammed his stiff penis into. They dropped to the floor silently as Lauren tried desperately to find the strength to smile."You're very pretty, aren't you Lauren?" She shrugged, looking into the distance. "OK, now help Maria. Get your little girl squirming on that seat!" With a forceful shove, he pushed Lauren towards the girls so that she tumbled at Emma's feet. Without any further encouragement, she joined Maria, parting Emma's thighs slightly more to accommodate them both, and began to explore the silky smoothness of her. Mne jaise hi uski trf dekha to usne dhire 2aankhe bnd kar li aur mere hotho ki trf bdhne lagi mne mauka dekhte hue uski neck mn hath dal liya aur uske hotho ko bhar liya. Hm ek dsre k hoth chusne lage phir usne apni tng mere muh mn dal di aur mn chusne lga hum dono ek dsre ki tng ko chuste chuste kab ek dusre se chipak gye pta hi nh chla aur ek dsre ko baithe baithe ek dsre ki baho mn bhar ke kiss karne lage kya kiss tha yaar wo mjhe pagal kar diya wo mere caller k pas chumne lagi aur mn uski. He looked like a cross between Robin Hood and a girl scout. It was better than the stocking version where he had to basically wear a dress and had pantyhose. It was too cold in the Mall for his delicates to be encased in the nylon for 6 hours. He didn’t understand women who wore them on cold wintry days. ‘Where is Santa?’ Garland Bastaw asked to his assistant Blair Doyle. Apparently, Santa, AKA Timothy Rutherford had not shown up yet. Marty didn’t know this particular Santa, since most of them.