Cupping Josh’s tight balls gently, I ran my fingertips lightly along his cock, then moved my tongue to his flesh, flicking it up and down.

“Oh fuck yeah,” Josh growled. “That’s so fucking good, Amy, you don’t even know.”

I licked the length of his cock, swirling my tongue around the tip, and savoring the saltiness. Then I gripped his balls tighter and widened my mouth, sucking as much of his cock into it as I could. Bobbing my head up and down, I relished the taste of his warm skin. He thrust his cock further into my mouth and I almost gagged as I tried to take it all in. I slowed down my pace, relaxing my throat—deep throating as much as I could.

“Christ, Amy…you blow me so good.” His eyes were closed and he leaned back in the chair. The Santa cap was hanging half off his head and so was his fake snowy beard…silly Santa…my silly, sexy Santa.

“Mmmph…” My mouth was crammed full of his swollen dick. I could suck it forever, but he had other ideas.

“I want to eat that juicy pussy of yours. Take your clothes off.”

“Oh…” I let out a sharp breath. The idea of his tongue lapping me up had me dripping.

I was trembling with anticipation and so aroused as I stood up and pulled my clothes off till I was stripped down to just my pink bra and panties. I felt a little self-conscious, but only for a moment. It was obvious by the hungry look in his eyes that he liked me—he enjoyed seeing the curvy woman in front of him.

“All of it,” he jerked his head. “Take all of your clothes off.”

I reached around and unclasped my bra. My nipples were standing at attention; firm and perky. Then, I pulled down my little panties, revealing the bare skin underneath.

He nodded his head approvingly. “Your tits are perfect and I love that you’re shaved. Get over here.” As he spoke, he pulled off his Santa jacket and t-shirt underneath.

I had no hesitation. I climbed back onto his lap and wrapped my arms around his naked, muscular chest. His arms were so strong and his chest felt so ripped…mmmm.

“Fuck…your big titties are delicious,” he groaned, fondling my breasts. They were tingling as his teeth clamped down on them, drawing the nipples into his mouth. As he sucked, I arched my back, loving the sensation of his teeth nipping at my flesh as his raspy tongue licked me.

“Put that sweet pussy in my face,” he demanded.

He twisted my body so I was on his lap facing him, my legs straddling his neck and my folds staring him right in the face. He put his hands under my butt cheeks, pulling my pussy closer to his face, and inhaled deeply.

“Fuck yeah,” he rumbled as his tongue dove in.

His Santa beard was only half on his face and as he licked and sucked, my sensitive skin alternated between feeling the roughness of his scratchy stubble and the softness of his fake beard. It was an amazing sensation.

“Holy shit!” My fingertips clawed at the sides of his legs, trying to ease some of the tension. My thighs were quivering and my pussy was throbbing. I was on fire!

“Damn, you taste so fucking good,” he groaned, lifting his face from between my legs for a few seconds.

“I want to taste you, too.” Somehow, I managed to twist so I was turned around. Now my butt and folds were in his face and his cock was in mine—it was a sixty-nine upside down in the chair.

“Oh yeah…the best of both worlds,” he says grabbing a hold on my butt cheeks and swooping in closer.

“Mmm,” I murmur as my tongue zeros in on his cock again. I’d never done sexual acrobatics like this before but I loved it. He was squeezing my rear and licking my soaking slit as I held onto his legs for support. I couldn’t help but squirm, but he held me firmly so I could feel every inch of his tongue. I wiggled, pushing my pussy and ass crack even more in his face.

“Damn girl, you’re going to make me blow my load.”

His warm, wet nuzzling tongue ran up and down my ass crack. He moaned as he licked, sucked, and nibbled my holes. I was surprised as his tongue plunged even deeper into my butthole, and I looked back at him. His Santa beard was getting all wet and sticky with my juices.

“Your beard…it’s getting all matted,” I manage to gulp out.

“Yeah, it’s time to put something else between your legs,” he grunted.

He lifted me up and turned me back around so I was facing him in the chair, sitting on his lap. Then, with his hands firmly around my waist, he pulled my swollen pussy down onto his cock.

“Ohhhh,” I gasped as his enormous dick disappeared inside of me.

“Fuck…” he roared.

He lifted me up and down, over and over, hammering deeply. Despite the slickness, I could feel his cock swelling even more.

“Jesus, babe, you’re going to make me come!” His voice was rich with excitement and I felt some of his creamy seed glazing my thighs as he shot his load deep inside of me.

As he came, I arched my neck back and closed my eyes. My titties were bouncing, sweat was gleaming off my body—his words, his scent, his everything...I just couldn’t hold back any longer. I screamed loud and long as my orgasm rippled through my body.

“Amy!” His voice was sharp.

My eyes snapped open and our eyes met. He had an animalistic look to his gaze, but I was not afraid. This was the moment. The moment we had spoken about.

“I love you, now and always,” he breathed.

I tensed just a little as his teeth connected with the tender flesh of my neck, breaking the skin, and he bit me deeply. It hurt so badly, yet at the same time, it somehow felt so fucking good.

“Oh God!” I cried. The intensity of his bite and the sheer bliss of our orgasms along with the knowledge that we were now one, now and forever—it was almost too much pleasure. “Yessssss!” I screamed. “Oh yes!”