Her soft, lovely, full luscious breasts pressed against mine and felt fantastic. It’s Christmas Eve, and for the first time, we aren’t able to spend it with our children. Hot xxx I wanted to wake hubby but decided, she’s mine, he can hear about it later. In fact, she was too busy kissing, licking, sucking, tasting, and fucking. We weren’t wearing stocking caps, or anything else. I decided not to turn the light on to look for my shoes, because I was shaking so badly with fear, I thought I would knock it off the bedside table onto the floor. Why not, maybe it could warm up my spirit. After all there is no such thing as Santa Claus. For a moment, I forgot about being depressed on Christmas Eve
I finished the eggnog, sighed, and decided to go back to bed.
