She’d then angle it downward allowing her to suck on it for a minute, sliding her mouth up its length until it reached her throat before pulling off me and returning my yule log back to Holly’s waiting pussy. “Stop right there Miss and don’t move a muscle.”
“But you told me to get my ID and it’s in my jacket. XXX “Oh no you don’t Santa’s helper,” she said while reaching back between her legs and taking hold of me, “I’ve earned this present and nothings stopping me from getting it.”
With that she pushed her hips backward and impaled herself on my waiting erection. And that’s just what Holly did. Instead she continued jerking my yule log while also rubbing it against her lips and face. “Sorry, but your hand is
