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Opening the door, I pull her inside, shutting it behind me. “Keep talking to Daddy like that,” I groan, grounding my cock against her. “And I will flip you every time you cum, Bella.”

“I need your dick inside of me, Dirty Santa.” Gina shoves her jeans down, kicking them off one foot at a time. “Inside me, on me, all over me.”

We’re still against the wall at the door. I stack Gina’s hips on my waist. She pushes her breasts together, just like I taught her. I’m spellbound as she lowers herself down until her cunt touches the swollen tip of my cock.

Using her hips, I slam into her hard. Balls clapping, the base of my shaft deeply impaling her. I settle in like her slick walls are my home to hibernate for the winter. I’m satisfied by the feel of her cunt wrapped around my dick.

“Ahhh . . .” I exhale. “I need to sit in this pussy, get reacquainted with it. I don’t want to hear a single objection, Bella.”

“I’m not,” she pants.

One thrust has her attempting to milk my titanium cock. “I’m about to tear this pussy down.”

“Santino!” Gina tweaks her nipples. I burrow my face in her chest like a mad man. She thrusts her hips down as I slide out and slam in hard. Too soon, I’m pumping into Gina faster, faster. . .

My tongue seeks the depth of Gina’s mouth as my cock pounds at the entrance to her womb.

I promised to flip her, but I’m balls deep into my addiction. I haven’t had her amazing sex in so long. I slow my pace. All the way out and back in. I’m hypnotized by my cock vanishing inch by inch into her, and she is too.

“I miss this, Santino. I miss you kissing and fucking and licking me.”

I slip my dick from out of her, so stiff it slams down against my leg.

I grab Gina’s waist, and though in one hand, flip until her body is upside down. Her thighs hook onto my shoulders, pussy planting into my face. She finds my cock, suctioning it into her mouth.

“Fuck me with your mouth, Santi,” she begs. As she slurps, I groan at the feminine scent that came from inside her.

“San . . . San . . . Santino!” She grunts out an orgasm. I twirl Gina like a fucking baton. Now, we’re seated at the edge of the bed. She’s in my lap, pussy filled to the limit as my biceps pump, attacking her G-spot.

Gina bucks, grabbing her hair. Her next eruption finds her back on the bed. I’ve snatched off the floral comforter, and I kneel on the ground. I grab my swollen cock, fisting it as my tongue travels along her slit.

My tongue dips into her nectar, rolling over the juices. I’d needed this more than I could even imagine. Us together again. On her elbows, Gina watches my mouth breaking down her folds, licking and finessing each one.

I blow softly at her clit. “I’ve missed this pussy, Bella. Don’t cum too soon, I’m gonna flip you again.”

She smiles at my taunt, and then her face melts into utter eroticism. I grip her thigh. Gina lands on her stomach. She mews, breathless.

“Doggy style, Bella.” I run a finger down her spine, lying beside her.

“But—”

“Do it!”

I bring my hands down on her ass cheeks. I grab a fistful of her thick meat as she rises onto her knees and hands. From behind, I place my erection against her swollen cunt lips. I push inside until my balls are slapping her clit.

"Oh, yes," Gina shouts. “Bad Santa, Bad Santa!”

I fuck her so hard the Santa hat flies off. Try as I might, I’m too addicted to this pussy to flip her again.

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It isn’t until Santino’s pumping in me, while my fingers clutch into the clean white sheets, that I glance around. Nice room. He’s got my hips, fucking me back so hard, so fast that I can hardly meet him, though I’m eager.

His lips and tongue had wreaked havoc on my sex before, but now I’m in agony as he reaches between us, stoking my clit. Massive explosions take off in my body like this is a summer blockbuster.

Santino fists my hair in his hand. My ass claps against him, back arching so that I may need a chiropractor or, hell, a brace.

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