Page 36 of Silver Santa


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“I don’t think so, Mr. Silver.” She winked, spun us around, and backed me against the post. My back pressed to the wooden column, and she yanked my pants off my hips. My erection sprang free, and her focus shifted completely to my cock. She grasped me with her cold fingers, and I let go of a guttural groan as she lowered to her knees.

“Laura...”

My hands immediately found her head, fingers weaving into the bouncy curls as she traced her tongue lightly over my crown and teased along the sensitive underside.

“Fuck,” I breathed, bucking my hips and involuntarily pressing myself deeper into her mouth. She swept her tongue down my length, stretched her jaw, and took me all the way to the back of her throat before sliding off and making sweet love to my cock with her mouth.

“Fuck, Laura—” I groaned harder, my breathing ragged and erratic. My fingers tangled in her hair with impatience, urging her to take me deeper and faster. She struggled for less than a minute before working her lips and tongue up and down my cock like she couldn’t get enough. But I needed more. As if hearing my request, she cupped my balls in her free hand and pressed her finger underneath them. A long thread of a current flew from the base and up my shaft. I bumped the back of my head against the post, harder.

“Laura...”

I gripped her throat in my hand and popped out of her mouth. She held her mouth wide open, ready and willing, and this time, I slid my cock slowly in, watching her face before retreating, her saliva shining in the dim light. In and out. In and out. I placed both of my hands on each side of her face and held her steady so I could fuck her warm mouth at my pace, quick and shallow strokes in between deep thrusts. She obliged and looked so beautiful on her knees. First, pleasure zapped through my balls, spreading down to the base of my shaft, up again until it almost reached the tip. Heat radiated from my skin as she panted and moaned, as I dragged her head back and forth over my cock.

Her body trembled slightly. I could tell she was enjoying herself, but I lost it when she paused. I popped out of her mouth again, and she looked up. Her eyes filled with lust as she reached between her legs and dragged her fingers over her cunt before licking them and taking me back into her mouth.

Fuck me.

I could almost taste her essence, and I could definitely smell her excitement. When her full attention returned to my cock, she spared no mercy. She braced her hands against my thighs for support and bopped her head up and down, but it was the sounds she made that undid me. The orgasm zapped through me, and I spilled in her mouth. She sucked me dry and slowed to slower strokes until I was drained.

My cock still pulsed inside her mouth as she looked up at me with a lazy smile playing at the corner of her lips.

“You taste like sweet heaven,“ she said quietly before lifting to her feet.

Me?

But I had no chance to ask as the sound of Kensi’s voice reached me from the door. “Daddy?”

We froze.

Panic flooded my veins, and Laura’s eyes glossed over with pure horror. I watched her swallow the remaining cum in her mouth.

“Shit!” I pulled up my pants, failing miserably. My hands were shaking uncontrollably, and my fucking heart was about to fly out of my throat.

“Daddy, are you in here?” Kensi called out again.

My daughter had the timing of a rusted clock. Thank God, the post behind me was wide enough and the room dark enough to keep us both from view. I finally tucked myself in and zipped up in a hurry. It wasn’t easy with a hard on.

“We can’t let her see Santa’s sack. It’s full of presents,” I said.

“That’s the sack you’re worried about?” she hissed, pulling her sleeve over her mouth to wipe it dry.

“I’m coming, Kensi. Wait by the door. It’s dark in here.”

She grabbed my hand and pointed to my tented crotch. “You can’t go like that.”

“I don’t have a choice,” I gritted.

“Will it down.”

“It doesn’t work that way.”

Laura straightened my shirt and stepped out first, saying, “The chimney is clear for Santa. We’re coming, Kensi!”

“You checked the chimney?” Kensi called back, louder this time.

Laura glanced back over her shoulder. “Find something to cover yourself with.”

I brushed the dust off my shirt, grabbed the first thing I found, and hurried to the door with a ball of yarn at my crotch.

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