Little Bella climbed into Grace’s lap to dig into a pile of mashed taters with both hands. “And what were you two doing under the mistletoe?” Mo...ma asked. I shrugged. “Just telling Gracie a Christmas story.” Grace giggled. “A sexy Christmas story.”I tickled her. “You weren’t supposed to tattle.”Momma laughed and the sound rang through the house. “I think all of Papa Jack’s stories have sex in them.” I winked at her. “Isn’t a proper story without the happy ending.”Grace squirmed in her seat and. I moaned when I felt the head of my dick against the back of her throat and to reward her, finally pushed my finger into her pussy. Her back arched pulling my cock from her mouth and pushing her pussy against my hand as she moaned loudly.“Oh, that feels so good,” she told me as her hips rocked against my hand. “Yes Rahul More, some More, please,” she begged before turning her attention once more to my cock. Her lips wrapped around the head and she teased the slit with her tongue. Her fist. Ah, WAR, Slipping into Darkness. A great song. As I was walking into the park I sensed something, stopped walking and beamed to my left! My eyes trying to adjust to the darkness looking for anything out the ordinary. Nothing... There was nothing to be found with my eyes... But my body knew there was something there. But I started to walk again. keeping myself on edge just to be prepared I though. Little did I know, I was not ready for her... As I walked she watched... In the trees she waited.... Julie read the letter again and again; the flight was in one day. She needed to take a decision fast and then she started thinking about how much Rebecca helped her. She felt ashamed of herself of letting down her friends. It was her turn, to help her get her life back together. Julie picked the ticket that was in the letter and put in in the table next to the main door. She have decided to go help her friend and assist to her wedding.Julie drinks an iced matcha that helped her concentrate.