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Suddenly, Jenna spun me around, and pushed me up on the desktop, face up. Unfastening one wrist from the Velcro, just for a moment, she ran the chain around a handy pillar. My hands were stretched out above my head. My legs dangled off the edge of the desk. My cock stuck straight up. I noticed a sprig of mistletoe above my head.
"Time to stuff that up my chimney," Jenna said. She climbed up on me and swallowed my entire pole into her wet pussy without removing any part of her costume. In a remote corner of my brain, I registered that she must have been pantiless all party. Her juices flooded over my groin, lubricating her frantic bouncing. I watched her tits pop out of the scanty elf top.
Jenna grunted in apparent approval of the way my manhood filled her exotica pussy. Her long fingernails raked her own flesh, kneading and pulling her nipples. She leaned forward and teased my lips with her nubs, rubbing them just along my teeth. Without warning she shifted, still pistoning my shaft. Instead of her boobs in my mouth, her teeth bit sharply into my lip, drawing blood. We paused in that position, her pussy walls kneading my cock like a fist, sharing my essence. I felt her spasm as she began moaning. It was my first porn experience of a female orgasm. The intensity that she resumed fucking was impressive. Jenna pounded her hips against mine. At one end of each stroke, I felt her cervix against the tip of my erection. Then as her pelvis would crash against me, she would twist her groin, grinding me into the desk "You might have splinters in the morning, naughty boy."
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