Then he paused. Bhabhi sex Stretching me little-by-little as he rocked back and forth. I wanted to at least try. I didn’t need that distraction. My mind just would not focus with competing music playing…with his lighter pats again on various places of my ass. “H-he…” Shit! “I want you to sing ‘Santa Claus is Coming to Town.’ Okay?”
My smile was wary. My jaw dropped, my breath catching somewhere in my throat. That his ministrations became more centered, prolonging my sensation of floating. “Mmm. Santa Claus is coming to town.”
I let out a deep breath. Yes! I refused to look at his cock when he helped me lay across his lap. One hand twined in my hair, preventing me from turning away. Better not pout. I just wasn’t expecting it.”
But after I’d reached back again on the next two swats, I heard him sigh.
