He wasn't here to see her little displays of anger anyway, and it just felt wrong not to light the room up on Christmas Eve.Brightly colored lights bl...zed to life, bringing a cheery glow to the room. The wreath over the front door blinked in time to Jingle Bells, the notes sounding through the room from its music box. Gina couldn't help but smile. She'd never really gotten over the wonder of Christmas that so many outgrew. It was a big reason why she was so angry at her husband, but also the. “Damien!” She hissed, her eyes darkening. He chuckled, repeating the action. “Evangeline, so desperate for me…” Again, “I bet I could get you off just from this.” Evangeline whimpered, squirming underneath him. “Want you…” she murmured. “You’ve got me.” He promised her. She shook her head, her hands tugging at the waistband of his jeans. “Want you inside me…” she pleaded. He nodded and kissed her. Her hand unbuttoned his pants and pushed them down his hips. Now nothing separated them.. Drawing up her legs she dug her heels into the edge of the mattress and looked eagerly into Adriana’s eyes. Adrianna scanned the dark complected Mexicana’s body: her darkly nippled breasts that were enhanced by the shiny gold rings, her tautly muscled abs centered by an “outie” (pierced) navel, her soft abdomen that led to a mons that was covered with soft, black, feathery pubes. Kneeling she was alive with excitement as she placed her hands on Gloria’s knees and gently coaxed them open. Her. “I told you they weren’t, you fucking asshole!” I screamed. I kicked her between the legs and she doubled over in pain. The other two girls pinned me harder against the wall. What happened next seemed to happen in slow motion.Jennifer stood back up and balled her hand up into a fist and launched it with all the force she could muster into my right breast. I screamed in pain as it had hurt on two levels - being punched hard always hurts, but she had hit my milk-filled breast. The punch itself.