Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457
I came in Santa Claus’ lap. That’s when I first realized that my attraction to white headed older men was intense. It may even be a fetish. As far back as I can remember, I would get so excited to go see him. Not excited like most kids, excited sexually. At first, I just felt so safe and secure in his big, strong arms. Then somewhere along the line, that turned sexual. I remember sitting on his lap in my Sunday school dress and my little silky panties. The way his soft velvet pants felt against my little pussy made me want to rub it back and forth. Then I felt his hard cock protruding through them and rubbing on my little ass. That really turned me on. My little panties were so wet.
I would lay in bed at night and fantasize about Santa Claus. Most kids would fantasize and dream about what Santa was going to bring them. But I would dream about what I wanted Santa Claus to do to me. I can’t tell you how many times I played with my pussy while thinking about Santa.
I Came In Santa’s Lap
Then that day came. The line was longer than I had ever seen before. We stood in line for almost an hour. The anticipation was building in my panties. A tingling sensation took over. I was squirming in my panties because the horny feeling was almost too much to handle. When my turn finally came, I couldn’t climb up into his lap fast enough. I started rubbing my pussy on his leg and ass on his cock. He asked me what I wanted for Christmas. I looked him in the eyes and said “You Santa” as I came all over his lap. He let out a faint whimper, and I knew he came with me.
Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457