Tranny Phone Sex Mrs. Claus

I had the most wonderful of dreams. I was Mrs. Claus and my handsome, built, manly Santa husband was on his knees. His face between my legs as to my surprise he was sucking my cock as if it was made of chocolate. He was working that shaft making lewd slurping noises on my shaft. His wide fingers fucking my ass creating the most intense sensations to run through me as he rubbed my newly found prostate over and over. It was almost no time at all before I came. And, I came and came with my husband drinking all that sweet tranny cum. Unable to get enough of all my cum. He kept sucking, harder and harder, I felt like the nerves of my cock were going to be sucked through the piss hole and I very soon had to make my Santa husband stop. “Mmm… Thank you Miss.” I could see then than his cock was kept in a cage and it was hardening and being forced to soften as a puddle of precum was under him on the floor. I was hoping I would never have to wake up because I very much wanted to fuck my husband up the ass after I recovered a big. For now though I was happy with “Look at the fucking mess you made. Lick it up!”