" said Paul."So it's what you really want?" Yes Santa." OK then, Paul. I'll get you a pussy." Santa raised his voice. "Ho ho ho,Merry Christmas Paul!"...With that, Paul hopped down and went back to his mother."What did you ask for, Paul?" his mother asked."A pussy." Oh," said his mother. "You realise, a pet is a big responsibility. Youcan't return it. If Santa gives you a pussy, you'll have to keep it andlook after it for its entire life." Yes Mum, I know that." Well OK, if you're sure you want a. ”“Are you sure? I don’t want you to get into any trouble!”“I’m sure. You need to practice with a woman. Not a pumpkin. Get yourself cleaned up and meet me at my house. I’d love to show you a good time. What do you say Peter?”“Absolutely. Could we keep this to ourselves? Please don’t tell the rest of the neighborhood or my parents. They’d think I was weirder that I already am.”“Of course. Go get yourself cleaned up. See you soon.”~~Peter was embarrassed but he was excited to go over. "now bitch, if you make a sound, it will be worse" she reached out and grasped one of my nipples in a vice like grip between her fore-finger and thumb."OUCH" she then twisted it painfully. although it hurt, i was getting very horny."I said no noise" she then reached out with her right hand and gently rubbed my pussy with one finger. "You really are wet arent you" she rammed 2 fingers deep into my pussy before i could react. "Listen bitch. for peeping, i am gonna fuck you. and i'm going to do it. There was silence again on the line for about a minute before Paul finally spoke. I couldn’t believe what I heard next.“Well, I’m not forcing you to do anything. You knew what you wanted when you came into my office this afternoon. I even saw the way you looked at me from day one. You dropped hints because you wanted me to take your ideas. You wanted contact with me!” he firmly stated. She was silent. I couldn’t believe it. His argument seemed convincing. Maybe Malinda did go out of her way to.