Chapter 5

I found his zipper, tugged it down, and the full length of his shaft swung into my face. Sticking out my tongue, I licked the tip of his cock, tasting salt and sweat and a hint of pre-cum. My hands encircled the base of his shaft and my thumbs rubbed maddening patterns through his pants into his soft balls. His cock bobbed in front of me and I caught the tip between my lips, kissing the bulbous head as I sucked at the slit beneath it. My thumbs worked at Santa’s testicles, kneading them, loving them, as the legs on either side of me spread wider. My tongue traced down his dick and back up the thick length, back to the tip, and once around the head before I took the plunge and took him in.