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santa

... probing for the ‘G’ spot. Susan was panting and groaning, crying out loudly with each deep thrust of his fingers. She was now jumping up and down in time with each thrust of Santa’s hand, fucking Santa’s cock hard and deep insider her arsehole. He couldn’t believe just how tight she felt, and how big this position made him feel. Susan’s thighs closed around Santa’s deep thrusting hand, which had the effect of squeezing Santa’s cock even harder. He let out a loud grown, being unable to hold back any longer, he began to pump his spunk into Susan’s rectum, his finger fucking stopped and Susan concentrated on bouncing up and down Santa’s cock, now lubricated with his thick, warm spunk. At the same time Santa, pushed up to meet her as she came down, forcing his cock deeper. Susan grunted with each deep penetration. After a few seconds Santa started finger fucking Susan again, but now he had three fingers inside her, she spread her thighs, allowing him to push in deep. Again he used his thumb to rub her clit, alternating the deep rapid fucks with rubbing her clit. Susan was now lost in a world of own, she hugged Santa tightly, totally unable to do anything, as wave upon wave of pleasure flowed over her. Santa’s cock remained hard and firmly buried in her arse. The wave of pleasure built up into a raging storm, crashing into her, her cries grew to a scream as she was hit by her orgasm. Her limbs spasmed and it took all of Santa’s strength to hold, and at the same time continue to ...

... pump her cunt. Once she had calmed a little, he pushed a forth finger in, and pushed in hard, forcing his big thumb up against her clit, and this triggered another orgasm, fast upon the tail of the first. The waves of pleasure crashing over Susan were so intense that she passed out. Slowly, Santa began to ease off his finger fucking, waiting for Susan to come back to the present. As she gained self awareness again she cuddled and kissed Santa through his beard. Santa was exhausted and he allowed himself to drift into a light semi-sl**p. He was aware of the pressure being removed from his lap, and something covering him. Suddenly he jerked awake and realised he that he was alone, Susan had left. Oh well, he thought never mind he thought, and began to pull his suit back into order. Might has well get off back home to Mrs Santa, hmmm yes… It was quite late when Susan arrived back from her mother's, with her son. As she pulled into the drive she could see the lights were on in the house. That indicated that her husband was home, probably having prepared the evening meal, and she was late. Her son was chattering away but her mind was still on events earlier this evening and she wasn’t paying attention. She was feeling a mix of guilt and euphoria, and quite a bit of soreness too, she wouldn’t be having anal sex for a week or two that was for sure. Later after the meal, when she was washing up, her husband came and stood behind her, wrapping his arms around her, he kissed her neck and ...