A Shemale Christmas Carol

"Oh, Santa," Shelia moaned as she kept riding her ass on my cock. "Fuck me, Santa! I've been such a naughty girl! Oh!"

I wrapped my gloved hands around her smallish waist and held on for all it's worth. From where I was sitting, I was able to catch glimpses of her still-hard cock flopping up and down as she rode me. I gritted my teeth and threw my head back as I began to feel my scrotum filling up with my spizz until I finally couldn't hold it back any longer. My come, which was just as white as my beard, blasted into Sheila's rectum and spilled out of her asshole, staining my Santa suit. Sheila screamed out so loud that I thought mall security was going to break down the dressing room door at any minute! Sheila removed herself from my subsiding erection and stood almost staggeringly in front of me. She turned to face me once more and, with my milky-white sperm dripping out of her ass and rolling down her legs, smiled her lustful smile at me.

"I have another present for you, Santa," she said luridly to me.

Although Sheila didn't come right out and say it, I knew what she wanted to do to me. I got up from the bench for the first time since my kinky encounter with Sheila began and laid down on the bench on my padded stomach. With my head turned to the side and my whiskered cheek lying on the bench, I could see Sheila positioning herself behind me out of the corner of my eye. She pulled down my red pants just enough to uncover to hairy bare ass. I could feel her poking my asshole with the tip of her penis.

Then she slid it in.

She shoved her cock into my virgin shithole inch by inch just like I did with her until she had buried her big, thick prick all the way into my colon. Sheila then started sodomizing my ass. I just laid there on that bench like a little bitch as Sheila pounded my ass into next week, her balls slapping hard against my wide, hairy ass cheeks.

"Oh, Santa," she moaned at me for the umpteenth time. "Your asshole is so tight!"