Page 30 of Mr. Naughty And Mrs. Nice

“You’re such a grinch,” she says, rubbing that sweet ass on my cock.

“And you’re such a tease,” I say as I massage her tits.

Her mischievous little hand slides down and she starts rubbing my hard shaft.

“I’ll make you a deal,” she says as she rubs her palm up and down my length. “Leave my table alone and I’ll let you join me in the shower.”

I don’t try to negotiate. I just pick her up, throw her over my shoulder, and hurry upstairs while she giggles the whole way.

I’m rock hard and ready for my girl.

We’ve been together for decades and I still can’t get enough of her. I’m still obsessed with my Christmas angel.

I carry her into the bathroom, start the shower, and unwrap her like she’s the best Christmas present imaginable. To me, she is.

We slip into the warm water and I slip into her, thrusting my hard cockdeepinto her warm wet cunt. It’s heavenly. It’s magical.

I pump my hips, mercilessly thrusting inside her until she’s screaming out and cumming all over my dick. I grab her soft ass, thrust my cock in deep, and release with a savage roar.

The days of breeding my baby are over. We have four kids and too many grandkids to count, but I’m still insatiable when it comes to my girl.

She’s still all I want for Christmas.

She’s all I’ll ever need.

The End

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