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Dominik gazes at Denise curiously, no doubt having fantasized about this moment since he'd met her. He kisses each of us in turn as Denise and I help him get out of his Santa outfit, including his faux bulky belly. We pull off his ridiculous suspenders and red pants, his black boots. Denise and I run our hands over his bare torso, his firm belly lined with soft and sparse blondish fur. His light hazel eyes flit back and forth between us as though trying to maximize his visual stimulation. We caress his erection and kiss each other, pressing up against him, Denise still in her velvety dress and making no move to get naked.
He grabs my hips as I straddle one of his legs, rubbing my wet pussy on one of his bare thighs. His fingers slip over my raw flesh. I sigh contentedly, but I need more. Dominik helps us take off his boxers, his cock springing out toward us as though beckoning us closer. Denise and I push him toward the couch, making him sit in the middle section amid the strewn costumes. We climb up on the cushions on our knees, facing each other, leaning across Dominik's lap as Denise covers my mouth with hers again. My hand touches Denise's as we stroke Dominik's shaft together. His hand slips to the apex of my thighs, probing my pink lips to feel my wetness, then pushing into me.
I feel heady with all of this attention from two gorgeous sources. My clit aches with longing, my restlessness seething. Denise moans and I know he is pleasing her too. We lower our heads to Dominik's lap, still gripping his manhood. Looking up at him, we kiss, the swollen head of Dominik's cock between our lips, our tongues exploring the surface of his hard shaft. I admire the thickness and readiness of him as he pulses in my hands and mouth.
Dominik's groans let us know he's pleased, but the pace of his fingers inside of me are speeding up. I reach across his lap toward Denise, reaching into her dress and her red bra, rolling her nipple between my fingers. She moans against my lips, pinching each of my bare nipples in response. We take turns sucking on Dominik's package and shaft, our tongues and hands everywhere at once. But I crave Denise's pussy in my face, and gauging by the sound of her moans, she's getting ready for a serious climax.
Dominik tugs Denise onto his lap so that her back is pressed against his chest, his manhood between her thighs but not inside of her, his erection grazing the fluffy white hem of her tempting little dress. I kneel on the floor in front of them and take Dominik's shaft into my hands, licking him to adequately wet him first. I nibble the insides of Denise's thighs where they are uncovered by her virginal white stockings, up toward her glistening mound, trailing my tongue from her clit to her opening. Denise unsnaps the sides of her G-string and tosses it away to grant me easier access, letting my mouth cover her little lips again. Both of them moan, emboldening me to continue.
I push my fingers inside of her, feeling her tighten against them. Denise rises up higher on Dominik's body, letting him kiss her bare neck, resting her beautiful head on his broad shoulder. I help guide the head of his cock into her opening as he pushes into her opening. I lick them both, my hand still stroking his shaft and Denise's thigh. My pussy is pulsing incessantly, longing to be touched, licked, penetrated, filled. The close sight of Dominik's cock sliding into Denise, her white stockinged thighs spread over him, her black heels digging into the couch at his sides. Dominik rocks his hips into Denise, diving into her faster. Her moans intensify and her fingers tangle in my hair to intimate her delight.
I reach up and play with her breasts, my ardent tongue moving faster over her flesh. I feel her thighs clench, Dominik moaning with the delight of the new tightness of Denise's pussy. Her clit trembles beneath my tongue and with one final, deep an drawn-out moan, he explodes, her entire body shaking. Dominik grips her waist, still fucking her from below, easing out the last of her spasms.
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