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Click hereI am a pretty strait-laced female, but I sucked off Santa Claus. He was a department store Santa and I was a college girl working the Xmas season as an elf. On our last day I figured I'd give the jolly old fellow a gift for all he had gone through. It isn't easy sitting there under hot lights in that heavy red suit being abused by numerous little monsters in front of their smiling mothers. They would cry, scream, punch and kick our Santa. So, I blew the old boy for enduring all that abuse. It didn't take long and I imagine it was a gift he long remembered.
It makes me picture someone under your desk at work sucking you dry, slowly, gently but they won't stop until they've drained you, but there's people moving around outside so you're desperately trying to be quiet, but it feels so good and it's been awhile, so you can barely contain yourself...
No one. I was alone. I would love to do one of these with some lovely lady using her talented hands on me.