“Whaddaya think?”“Damn, Veronica…” Kate trailed off as she looked me up and down.I’ll try not to sound vain, but I know I looked sexy. My ...breasts pushed nicely, but not obnoxiously, against my dress, which highlighted my thighs and my ass. My legs themselves were shapely (shoutout to dance lessons) and you could see miles of them given how short the dress was.Was it too much for a New Year’s Eve party at someone’s house? Probably. Did I like to dress up all fancy and sexy before getting fucked?. Although Jimmy's letter was worse than most, almost all the letters this year had no joy. It was the worst Christmas season in a long time.Mrs. Claus put her hand on the usually jolly fellow and asked, "What can I do to help you?" I don't know," Santa said as he put his head in his hand. "There is so much pain this year. I need to find a way to change that to joy."Mrs. Claus left her husband and walked into the kitchen. Morty, the elf, came into the kitchen and snatched a gingerbread cookie.. Her mother’s vibrator.Jennifer examined the cylindrical object critically; she had never used one but she had heard about them and seen them advertised. It was silver, shiny and smooth with a tapered tip. She flicked the switch and was quite surprised at how intensely it vibrated in her hand. She bought it to her face and lightly ran it over her cheek. Could she smell a scintilla of her mother’s vaginal juices? She put it on her leg and rubbed it on her thigh; it was quite sensual.The images of. Rob laughed, saying that I needed sex, because he was able to smell my cunt and he was going to fuck me hard. I laughed and, after coming on his naughty skilled fingers, I reached out my own hand, to start playing with his hard erection.I was his Boss and Rob smiled, saying he had never imagined having such a dirty slut for a Boss…As I jerked him, Rob told me I would be his little whore tonight…I replied that I was a married woman and he laughed even louder, saying my husband was not there into.