But nothing had come back from Jake. Ann remembered the words of the song, ‘Christmas is a special time of year.’ But this Christmas seemed more a...special kind of torment. The kindling crackled in the stove as it caught the fire from yesterday’s newspaper, but still the great iron stove shed no heat. Ann wondered if she would ever be warm again, not just her body, but her soul? It seemed the stove was a reflection of her loneliness. Cold, hard, battling a loneliness of its own against the cold.. As the space was unloaded, those hands between my legs gently pulled me back towards one corner…The hands lifted up again my tight skirt from behind and continued their assault on my pussy. I smiled to myself and gently eased the zipper down on his pants behind me and pulled the hard flesh out, stroking all around the knob with my naughty thumb. I shivered as his fingers pushed between my pink pussy lips.My cunt felt like it was on fire and my body ached with need.I could not stand it anymore;. More

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