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"Santa" whispered in Connie's shell-like ear, that she would get one wish if she licked his cockstem from his scrotum to the tip of his glans.
Connie was convinced by The Dirty Old Commodore that she would get her next gift wish if she could slowly spin around without letting his massive cock slide out of her excited, drooling pussy. Breathing the aphrodisiac laden air made Connie comply like an eager puppy as she squatted up and down on the girthy length "Santa's" cockstem.
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The Commodore told Connie her second gift wish would surely be granted if she stradled his loins and slowly lowered herself until she was completely impaled.
Inexperienced Connie, didn't realize the aphrodisiac had gotten her endorphins racing to the thousands of super-sensitive nerve endings at her nipples and nether orifices. A cloudy mucus weeped from her pussy chamber's scarlet walls and slicked the Commodore's throbbing cockstem. Patti knew and loved the taste of Connie's juices so she greedily licked them off of "Santa's" dick.
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The Dirty Old Commodore had Patti kneel on his chair, arch her back, and wiggle her haunches. He inserted just his glans in her pussy as she gasped and put her hand on his chest in a failed attempt to avoid penetration. As Patti tried to dislodge his baby-fist sized dick head, she didn't realize the lewd tableau she was presenting to him. The thin wall between her vaginal chamber and her bowels was rubbed so the asterisk of her butt-hole pooched out with every wiggle. 'Santa' was able to see her most intimate orifice getting more and more relaxed until it began to wink.
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The Dirty Old Commodore stood up and roughly hauled Patti to her feet. "Santa" plopped down into his wish-granting chair and pulled Patti onto his lap, telling her he'd grant her a gift wish. Instead of telling him her wish, she yelped like a stepped on puppy as his plum-sized glans slowly eased past her crinkled brown ring and into her rectal chamber. The only lubrication was Patti's slick pussy snot coating his dick meat. All her squirming was to no avail as Santa, gripping her ample breast, forced her further and further down onto his hot, throbbing cockstem. As he spread her shapely full fashion clad legs apart to their limit, Patti was impaled deeper and deeper until the tip of Santa's dick pushed past the door into her colon. She had never felt such pain as her bowel filled with long, thick, scalding cock flesh. Patti's clitoral nubbin peeked out from under its prepuce as her meat curtains slowly split apart to reveal her excited pussy nibbling at the air like the mouth of a hungry goldfish. Gradually, her pain turned to forbidden pleasure. The Commodore sensed this and releasing her boob, her grasped the soft inner thigh flesh above her chocolate stocking welt. He slowly lifted her until the flange of his glans prolapsed her sphincter's muscle so the pink flesh of he rectal chamber was exhibited. Instead of pulling out, Santa lowered Patti again, easing back through her rectum and into her colon. Patti's eyes bugged out, big as saucers and she went all squirrelly as she realized Santa was going to treat her to a long butt-hole fucking as he began to bounce her up and down.
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The Dirty Old Commodore stood up and roughly hauled Patti to her feet. "Santa" plopped down into his wish-granting chair and pulled Patti onto his lap, telling her he'd grant her a gift wish. Instead of telling him her wish, she yelped like a stepped on puppy as his plum-sized glans slowly eased past her crinkled brown ring and into her rectal chamber. The only lubrication was Patti's slick pussy snot coating his dick meat. All her squirming was to no avail as Santa, gripping her ample breast, forced her further and further down onto his hot, throbbing cockstem. As he spread her shapely full fashion clad legs apart to their limit, Patti was impaled deeper and deeper until the tip of Santa's dick pushed past the door into her colon. She had never felt such pain as her bowel filled with long, thick, scalding cock flesh. Patti's clitoral nubbin peeked out from under its prepuce as her meat curtains slowly split apart to reveal her excited pussy nibbling at the air like the mouth of a hungry goldfish. Gradually, her pain turned to forbidden pleasure. The Commodore sensed this and releasing her boob, her grasped the soft inner thigh flesh above her chocolate stocking welt. He slowly lifted her until the flange of his glans prolapsed her sphincter's muscle so the pink flesh of he rectal chamber was exhibited. Instead of pulling out, Santa lowered Patti again, easing back through her rectum and into her colon. Patti's eyes bugged out, big as saucers and she went all squirrelly as she realized Santa was going to treat her to a long butt-hole fucking as he began to bounce her up and down.
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"Santa" began lifting Patti off of his cockstem and each time he did this, it made the sound of a champagne bottle being uncorked. "Pop, pop, pop" was the sound he created with Patti's butt-hole. The Dirty Old Commodore suddenly stood her up and grabbed hold of both her ample tits as she was forced to straddle his spread legs. Her winking, thouroughly fucked sphincter oozed a butterscotch glob that was just too much of a temptation for Gabriella to resist. She scrambled across the floor in her fishnet stockings and thonged top to bury her face in Patti's jutted back furrow. She tongued Patti's turgid clitty as she smeared her nose with the pungent smelling mucus-like fluid drooling from Patti's winking, agape anus. Gabriella didn't realize the extent of her coprophagia fetish.
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Gabriella diddled her clit as "Santa" face Fucked her.
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"Santa" stood and forced Gabriella to kneel on his wish-granting chair. He grabbed a fist-full of her ponytail and ordered her spread her amazing, shapely legs and arch her back. He hot-dogged her humid furrow, sliding his long, thick dick over her puckered asshole until the walls of her pussy chamber began to weep as slick, cloudy mucus. When enough of her pussy's snot had trickled out, he slammed his cock into her wet cunt.
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Gabriella ran her finger in tiny little circles around her russet aureola. Her eyes met "Santa's" as she pulled back her prepuce so the nubin of her clit could get the rubbing it deserved from The Commodore's veiny cock. Her shapely legs were spread to their limit as he plowed her pussy.
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Gabriella was yanked up and spun around as "Santa" lay back on the seat of his Wish-Granting chair. She mas frorced to straddle his legs, stand pigeon toed with her legs spread and grab her ankles. This lewd stance caused the creamy globes of her heine to be spread so her pussy and bottom's mouth were displayed to their utmost. He sat erect and ran his tongue from her protruding clitoris to the crinkly flesh of her anal sphincter. He slithered his wet tongue around and around her spasming butt-hole, rimming her close to orgasm. When he perceived the wave was just about to crash over her, he suddenly stopped and leaned back to listen to her plead for him to continue. Just when Gabriella thought he wouldn't, he stiffen the tip of his tongue and poked it into her rectal chamber and swirled around the walls of her most private nether orifice. When he sensed her approching orgasm, he leaned back and pulled her down on to his gargantuan cock.
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