Jones. Let him though and I shall meet him at the door.”I progressed to the front door, and as soon as the bell was rung, I swung the door open. “...es? Who shall I say is calling?”“John Smith for Mr. Dawes, sonny. Go fetch him.”“If you will accompany me, Mr. Smith, I am requested to convey you to his study.”“So why can’t he come out here?”“I believe the concept of privacy is involved in his decision, sir.”“Oh? I suppose so. Lead on, McDuff.”I refrained from correcting his quote, as I did not. As he lowered me to the cold concrete floor I immediately remembered my torn pantyhose and my legs stiffened with embarrassment. Sensing my shame, Mr. Santa gripped my pantyhose at each thigh and aggressively tore them from my body. Surprisingly the slight sting of the nylon braking away from my golden legs excited me. My clit began to pulsate with desire and anticipation. This perfect sight of masculinity hovered over me and I was speechless. He started biting off each of the buttons of my. More

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