" Well, you are in for a treat my little vixen." I said. I place a thumb on each side causing her to cry out " STOP! PLEASE STOP! at the contact again... and then roughly pull her lips apart. I spit in my hand and slap it against her pussy, spreading the saliva around as she cried at the feeling " OMG! STOP! PLEASE DON'T DO THIS!". . She cried and struggled against me, desperate to escape this nightmare. Lana's eyes widened as she looked over her shoulder at my big long wide hard cock, jutting. Having done the best they could in a protection plan, they set off. The plan worked well, and almost all the shopping list was purchased. All that was missing were a couple of items that were temporarily out of stock. They even managed to gather for a coffee and cake in a chain coffee house on the mall premises. Reg was mostly detailed as bag carrier, freeing the girls to go looking for something else. A few customers and staff wondered at the gaggle of girls together, with just one man and one. “But since it was at your house this year, I had to come.” She smiled at me and I smiled back. I’d missed my cousin. “So all the other rooms are full,” she continued, “and your mom said I could sleep on the living room floor in a sleeping bag but I thought since it’s your house and you’re here, maybe I could… stay in here with you?” She looked up at me through her eyelashes and I couldn’t help but think what a seductive look it was. I hesitated. I wanted my privacy, my place where I could get. ..getting deeper each time...her old but wet pussy felt like a moist velvet glove around my rock hard penis and I wanted very much to seed her and leave my DNA in her. I was going to conquer Santa's wife, Mrs. Claus! "Ho, ho, ho!" Just then we heard that now familiar and loud, hearty laugh come from outside the room. "Damn!" Exclaimed Mrs. Claus. "Santa is home! He's early!"I didn't climax, but pre-cum did leak into her vag as I asked, "what do we do?"She pushed me off her and got up, fixing.