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Bareback for Santa - Part 2 (Fantasy Avenue, 3)
(Elizabeth Thorn)

"Just relax, young lady."  

"Relax? Are you out of your fucking mind?" Belle wailed. 

Throwing her head back, Belle tried to forget her pussy was leaking like the Niagara Falls and that there was nothing she could do to avoid the inevitable. 

Worst of all she wasn't too certain that she wanted Santa to stop, but that only served to piss her off more. 

Seriously, one moment she was having a pleasant dream of unicorns and shit like that and next she is lying naked on her own bed, in front of a stranger with a seriously oversized hard on who keeps her legs spread wide like she is some common slut who is asking for it. 

Of course, her leaking pussy just might fortify that impression. Belle was only too aware of that.  But she really wasn't a slut. Not really. That is what the shamed and horny teenager told herself while her horny pussy throbbed and ached. 

Ready for action. 

Ready to engulf her first hard cock. 

Belle's self-pity was rudely interrupted when Santa pressed the fat cock-head against her aching cunt. 

"Dude, don't even think about it," Belle gasped, as she looked up at the ceiling, all wide-eyed. 

Pleasure rippled through her like a powerful current, and even her damn nipples tingled with desire. 

"Yo, man, get that cock away from me," Belle said, determined not to give in to her degrading desires.

Instead of fulfilling Belle's request, Santa only pushed harder, excited that it was going to be a really tight fit. 

"Oh fuck, no," Belle cried when she felt her aching cunt slowly start to part to make way for the fat cock she was so badly drooling over. "Oh shit, it's too big, man!"