On the other hand, she had to know who my Santa was."Thank you for organizing the Secret Santa," I said as I walked up to her desk. "You know, I miss...ed the party and I missed the reveal. Can you tell me who my Santa was so I can send a thank you?" I think it's a secret," she joked amicably.She stood and started to walk around her desk."It's just like a man to accept a gift and then miss all of the clues of who gave it," she teased.She stepped up close to me and leaned in to whisper in my. I opened it and lubed my middle finger.I rubbed my middle finger up on her asshole.“Are you going to finger fuck my asshole?”“Yes,” I replied.“Good.”I took the tube of lube and squirted a little on her asshole.I placed the tip of my finger against her pucked butthole.I pressed the tip against the hole. It slipped inside.I pushed harder, and it went inside to my first knuckle.“Mmm,” said Jazmin.I pressed harder, and my finger slipped all the way in her asshole. I moved my finger in and out of. She immediately removed her thong and turned to face away from me and asked me to take a picture of her naked from behind and sent it to him with the message reading, “How’s this? I’m now naked for you! And I am soaking wet, I need to be fucked. My husband’s dick is not as big as yours but it will have to do, sweet dreams and enjoy your photographs, kiss kiss kiss.” The week went by so slowly, there were countless text messages between my wife and Robert throughout the week, but finally it was. After several minutes of fingering her ass I take my cock and with one thrust insert it into her tight ass. Still tied to the pillar I abuse her ass, while giving her the reach around rubbing her clit. Her groans become moans of pleasure. “You like that don’t you, bitch?” I cut away her restraints and throw her to the bed. I place her in doggy position and proceed to fuck her pussy then her ass, alternating every few minutes. Her cries have returned as I begin to fuck her harder and harder. I.