His beady eyes piercing the dark shadows he was shrouded in. Bells hung off his belt and shoulders of various sizes. Santa kept thrusting. She felt so disgusted with herself as she gave out moans trying to fight it with all her might she could help but moan every few seconds as the pleasure continued for the thrashing didn’t stop. The almost pale girl took the spot light whenever she could. His beady eyes piercing the dark shadows he was shrouded in. Biting her nipples, their small hand scratching and raking their nails down her skin. The sweat all over her body was frozen. His bit bushy white big mottled with blood. Ho!” was his demonic cry pulling a sock filled with looked coal from behind him. It was black and was a straight narrow cover with a split in the middle, his shoe,s dress shoes, shined and polished with pride. JOEY! Down her the sides of her tits. Something she tried her hardest to resist. Her lip shivered as goose bumps covered her body.
