Page 61 of Single Girl Rules: HoHoHo

“Do you need to test it out?”

“That might be a good idea…” She bit her lip and looked downat his ass as he thrust into Slavanka’s mouth.

That little slut!First she lost her virginity to Santa,and now she was about to get double teamed.

Ghostie slammed into me harder.

Oh God.Each thrust had me closer to the edge. Andwatching the scene unfold in front of me made the whole thing even hotter.

“It’s definitely a good idea,” said the banana king. He pulledout of Slavanka and turned to Ash. And her eyes got huge.

“Holy shit,” she gasped. “It’s like a child’s arm.”

He smiled and took a step towards her.

“Is it gonna rip me in half? I feel like it is…”

He got closer.

And then she had a total melt down.

“Chastity!” she screamed. “Help! I’m not ready for his bananayet! It’s too big!” She turned and ran.

But instead of running and hiding amongst the maze of giant presents,which would have been a fabulous hiding spot, she jumped up onto one of Santa’ssleighs. As if she was going to be able to sled out of here.

I mean…I guess maybe shecould.The glass wall behind thesleigh looked pretty breakable. But steering that thing would be a nightmare.

The banana king approached the sleigh, his cock pointed rightat her.

“Get away!” She grabbed a present out of Santa’s sack andchucked it at the banana king.

He dodged it and started to climb up.

She threw another.

He was undeterred.

As he climbed onto the sleigh, Ash started to climb up thestack of presents that had been dropped into Santa’s sack from the conveyorbelt. The stack had gotten quite tall at this point. Tall enough for Ash toclimb all the way up onto the belt.

Now she just had to get on. Which was no small feat, given thatthe belt was still rolling and spitting out presents.

She grabbed at the belt, but her hand slid right off.

“Watch out!” I yelled as the banana king grabbed for herfoot.

I didn’t think she heard me. She was too busy dodging aparticularly large present headed straight for her face. Which worked out okay,because that same present hit the banana king and knocked him down a few feet.

“Ahhh!” screamed Ash as the entire stack teetered. Sheshifted her weight and a couple presents started toppling off. And then the wholestack fell with a crash.

Ash!

For a second I thought that she’d suffered death by Christmaspresents, which would have been an ironic end for a girl who loved Christmas somuch that she lost her virginity to Santa. But my girl was fine. She’d somehowmanaged to grab onto a stationary part of the conveyor belt.

The banana king jumped to try to grab her ankle, but shepulled herself up onto the belt just before he could get her. She didn’t haveany time to celebrate, though. She had to focus all her energy on running onthe belt like a treadmill. Otherwise it would drop her right into the bananaking’s eager arms.

She ran as fast as she could, but the heels on her boots weremaking it awfully tough. Dodging incoming presents didn’t help either. She’donly gotten about ten yards down the belt.

And then she fell.

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