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    "Come on," she said, getting up to her feet again and pulling him up with her before leading him out by the hand to the bright light of the empty kitchen.
    Inside, she jammed a chair under the door handle and turned to face him. "Now," she said, "off with the pants and on the floor, mister!" 
    Santa he may have been, but the elf was very much in control now. Joe slipped off the remainder of his clothes and took to the floor – rather a cold floor, but who was he to argue? Lying there, he looked up to find her stepping over him, one foot either side so that he could look up her slender legs to her exposed pussy under that tiny pleated green skirt.
    Now she pulled off her top, and as she dropped down to rest on her knees her soft, warm thighs touching either side of his head, she also removed her bra, and he could see her nipples were still as stiff as they had been earlier.
    He could smell the muskiness of her arousal again, which was hardly surprising since her pussy lips were hovering just above his face, presented for his delectation. He already knew she was clean-shaven aside from that small patch of golden silk on her mound, but as she pulled her skirt up to allow him light, it was the first time he had seen her pretty pink flower. 
    "Please sir, I want some more," she said in her best rendition of Oliver Twist. 
    He grinned, and pulled the beautiful girl down to connect with his lips, tasting her again, drinking his fill.
    Some time passed as the two of them lost themselves again in the delights of the female orgasm, Tara gyrating her hips to grind her pussy against his face while the climax wracked through her petite frame, Joe blissfully tangling with her moist folds and smoldering clit. And by the time she felt that exquisite sense of satisfaction once again, the blonde girl found her new lover's cock once again hard as a statue.
    "Mmm…" she purred, taking it in her hands and teasing him a little. "I know a good place for this!"
    She turned around, so that as she guided his cock to the entrance of her sex, she was facing away from his head. 
    "Ready?"
    "Absolutely."
    Then, suddenly, Joe felt her sink onto his shaft, and his sensitive cock was suddenly enveloped in intense heat. Looking up at her narrow waist, her reddish-gold hair flowing down her back, her tight cheeks pressing into his lap, Joe had never felt so alive. 
    Tara felt pretty good, too, slowly rocking on his shaft in sheer delight at the sensation of being filled by such velvet hardness, the contact of their organs so breathtaking, creating pure electricity that almost crackled as it tore round their systems. His engorged cock slid slowly inside her and out again, filling her like never before, reaching parts that had never been reached, sending sensory shockwaves through her entire body. He was inside her! He was magnificent. Gyrating her hips, she writhed on top of him, pumping his rigid shaft with her tight, wet pussy. 
    She leaned back now, resting her head upon his left shoulder, and was content to lie in his arms, his cock embedded within her, his strong arms around her and his hands sweeping up her legs, her hips, her stomach to halt upon her breasts, his fingers coaxing further ripples of pleasure from her throbbing buds.
    For a while, they were almost silent apart from their deep breathing, the two of them writhing on the floor like serpents in sexual ecstasy. But then one of Joe's hands found its way back down between her thighs, dipping into her moisture before pinpointing her clitoris. He knew what he was doing and gently nudged her sensitive little button, all she needed to send her reaching for the sky. 
    Her moans were loud now, much louder than any she had emitted in the darkness outside – but they were away from the other partygoers now. Private, though only a door kept them like that. It was, she thought, her third orgasm of the evening as far as she could remember, though the whole night with Joe seemed to