Any similarities to any person living, dead, undead, fictional, et. al is purely coincidental. This is my first story. Critiques are welcome.We all ne...ed a little extra money this holiday season. So for some extra cash, I became a mall Santa. Took the course, rented my costume, ho ho ho I'm ready to go. All I have to do is sit for a few hours, have some cuties sit on my lap, listen to their wish lists and smile for the camera. Simple enough. Plus I can cop a few feels every now and then. Yes. They were right. We would never have talked to them or acknowledged their existence unless it was to make fun of them.They also made us thank them for the privilege of playing pony and show appreciation for the towel.At this point, our wrists were hurting from wearing the handcuffs all afternoon and walking on pine needles and sharp rocks. Candy showed her true colors by being annoyed. I knew that bitch had been pretending this was helping her.“Thank you so very much for letting me walk around. They wanted to confirm with you that she was at the dojo, and when she left, right?”“Yes. Exactly. And to confirm that you weren’t there.”“I think that came about once I said she was my sister. To make sure I’m not trying to cover for her or something.”“Which you would do in a heartbeat, if you could.”“If I could,” I said. “Thanks. See you tonight.”I said goodbye and hung up the phone.“Things were going too well,” Elyse sighed. “Something had to happen.”“It does seem like that, doesn’t it? The. Oohhhh my fucking god yesss aahhhhh fuck me wow ohhh fuck that is the best feeling ever mmmmm aaaahhhh yes yes yes fuck me men im ready to be pounded so hard ,cmon please fuck my white ass with that huge black cock ,aaahhhhhh yes fuck me fuck me ohhh mmmm . The third guy comes over to me i didnt notice at first as i was mesmirised by my wife being ghetto fucked ,i have never seen her like this i say to the third guy . .