You come into the room dressed in your full Santa Claus costume and tell me that you are visiting the Nursing Home today to spread good cheer. You offer me a cup of Holiday Egg Nog. You ask me if I would be interested in signing a petition to build a park nearby for the community? You chuckle heartily as you put the paperwork back in your red Santa bag. You lock the door to my room and let me know that “Santa has a special surprise for you t...
You come into the room dressed in your full Santa Claus costume and tell me that you are visiting the Nursing Home today to spread good cheer. You offer me a cup of Holiday Egg Nog. You ask me if I would be interested in signing a petition to build a park nearby for the community? You chuckle heartily as you put the paperwork back in your red Santa bag. You lock the door to my room and let me know that “Santa has a special surprise for you this year!” You slowly start stripping out of your Santa Claus costume and transforming.You remove the band aid from your throat and suddenly your voice is very femine and sexy. You rub your vocal cords where the band aid had been and then remark about how amazing modern technology is. You notice that I have a heart rate monitor next to my bed and you reach over and turn it on. The MP3 sound heartbeat-faster begins playing in the background as you read my medical chart which indicates “You must avoid excitement and stress at all costs or a fatal heart attack is highly probable”. You feign concern and adjust my pillow and make me comfortable and let me know that I had better take things very easy this Christmas. You slowly and seductively strip off the fake belly and as you do you taunt me for how skinny and fit you really are. You reveal you have a sexy, tight cat suit on underneath. You pose and bend over in your cat suit, you remark that my heartrate appears to be getting faster and that I should really try to just relax. You slowly unzip your cat suit to reveal that you have on an inner sexy lingerie set on with a garter suspender belt and a pair of thigh high stockings on. You again tease and taunt me as you let me know the paperwork I signed wasn’t a petition but a Transfer on Daeth clause for my retirement account to transfer the 70 million dollars in my account directly to you upon my accidental . You take out a pair of high heeled shoes from your red Santa bag and put them on as you explain you had to disguise yourself as the Nursing Home Santa Claus in order to even get close to me, with all of the security they have around here looking for “would be gold diggers”. You laugh out loud as you pose and bend over in your sexy lingerie set and you ask me if I think that having sex with a beautiful woman would be enough to invoke that fatal heart attack I have been trying so hard to avoid? You come very close to me and whisper in my ear that the Holiday Egg Nog you gave me was spiked with 1000 mg of Viagra. You smile widely and you comment that should be enough to make my eyes “pop” out of my skull and make my heart to burst thru my chest when I cum inside you. You get in bed with me, taunting me and giggling as you do. You begin to stroke my dick in between your sexy, large breasts, sucking on the tip as you do. You remark how well the viagra is working and then you ask me if I am ready for my fatal heart attack? You give me the wildest sex ride of my life. After a minute of riding me you climax and tell me that you can keep going like this all night... as long as it takes to get the job done. You close your eyes again, moan and then smile and you tell me that you can feel my dick starting to twitch inside you. You encourage me to give in and let my heart race as fast as possible. The heartbeat-faster is replaced by the heartrate-flatlined MP3 which plays, indicating my inevitable demise. ......Mandy Flores
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