Page 214 of Sinning for Santa

I piston inside her, chasing my own release and a moment later, ropes of cum are shooting inside her as a wave of ecstasy ripples through me.

Thanks to a little blue pill I took earlier, I know my cock won’t go down anytime soon, something I decided is important until I know she has my baby growing inside her again.

I need to be able to fuck as many times as possible during our sessions, since we have to arrange sitters just to get this uninterrupted time together, so I fucking make the most of it, and I won’t stop fucking her until the blue pill stops working.

Pulling free, I tilt the Cross upside down on a forty-five degree angle, making sure my cum can’t leak out, and then I press the button to lift the Cross higher until my little sex slave is at just the right height to suck my cock.

“How are you doing?” I ask, since the only noise that’s come from her are her cries and pants.

“Is that all you’ve got, Santa?” She smirks, fucking egging me on, from upside down.

“Open those pretty lips,” I demand, and she does, giving my cock entry to her hot little mouth.

“Oh fuck, that feels good,” I tell her, pushing deep until she gags. “Can you taste yourself, little mouse?”

She mumbles a yes around my cock, and fuck, this blue pill has me as horny as she gets when she’s pregnant.

“Pinch my leg if you can’t breathe, okay? No fucking passing out on me.”

She tries to nod around my cock as I release one of her wrists, even though there’s a fifty fifty chance she’ll disobey me.

She does that sometimes, letting herself nearly suffocate. It happens at least once a year, and since the last time was only a couple of months ago, I’m fairly confident she won’t disobey me tonight.

When I feel her hand on my leg, I brace the timber of the Cross behind her hips and lean closer, latching onto her clit.

And then, I give true meaning to fucking her mouth.

It’s savagely brutal, and she pinches me at least three times needing air, but fuck, she’s learnt how to take it so well over the years, her gag reflex getting more and more desensitised, although, when she’s pregnant, it has the opposite effect.

We learned that through her first pregnancy, and her fear of throwing up became a reality, so I don’t go to this extreme when she’s knocked up.

Thankfully, since she’s not yet with child, I’m able to push her limits while sucking her clit hard.

She comes twice, her own kinks helping to get her over the line since she gets a huge lady boner when I fuck her mouth like this, while I return the oral, sixty-niner style, making her detonate, on repeat.

When I feel my nuts descending, I pull free, and quickly turn her the right way up, slamming into her awaiting cunt, her legs still spread apart on the Cross where I fill her with more cum.

If she’s not yet pregnant, then she will be after tonight.

Jaxcen - Part 2

This Cross has to be my favourite thing ever. Not only does it adjust for Devon to spread my legs to the angle he wants, but the leg extensions also tilt up and back into different angles, so now, my legs are spread and up, exposing my arse to give him good access as he eases his huge cock inside.

“Fuuuck, little mouse. Has this hole gotten tighter?”

“You have a Girthmonster dildo in my pussy.” I remind him through pants. “That probably has a lot to do with it.”

Far out. The dildo is like a fist, something I never considered I’d want to do, but when he showed me that thing, and lathered it with lube, I was desperate for it.

He chose this dildo because he was adamant that it would still keep his cum inside, and I think he was right.

It’s not along dildo, like some. Its purpose is for the stretch, to feel full, and hell I feel so full right now.

“You’re such a filthy little mouse,” he rasps, knowing what his dirty words do to me.

“Yes.” I agree, because in this moment, I want to be the filthiest I’ve ever been.

The things this man does to me is utterly addictive.

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