So did you get the paper out all right?" It went a little easier than normal, for some reason," her mother shrugged. "Of course, Anissa had the paper ...ull of sports. You'd think that the football team struggling to edge the weakest team they'll play all season was about as big a news story as the World Trade Center going down."Her father shook his head. "I don't think I'd mind wasting that much space on the football team if I actually thought they were going to do any better than, oh, two and. “I have had sex in every imaginable position tonight!” Then, counting down on his fingers, “Missionary! Doggy Style! Cowgirl! And, a few I had never imagined!”A cold sweat breaks out on the elf's forehead.“Oh, yes,” Santa raising his finger with a new thought, “I do believe I picked enough cherries tonight to make several pies!”Quivering, the elf becomes apologetic, “I am so sorry Santa. I had no idea.”“Do you know how many times I had to change into Johnny Depp during this trip? Hmmmm. Do You?. An all-consuming euphoric uninhibited pleasure occupied my body and I yelped my joy.I slid to the floor, let the warm water flow down my body, my mind hazy, a sweet smoldering burn in my sex.* * * * *In my eagerness to get in the shower I'd forgotten my bathrobe, so after drying off I wrapped a towel around my waist, leaving my breasts exposed, blew out the candles, and headed for the bedroom - what was the purpose of false modesty at this point - finding myself disappointed that he wasn't. Pete came twice in a row, filling my pussy with more cum than would possibly all fit, so it ran down my legs, like the time he did it in my ass. It was so warm and there was so much of it, I was always surprised. We took a break from fucking and smoked a joint. Pete wasn’t much of a stoner, but I was, so we got blazed. Pete’s tiny cock that produced more cum than you could imagine Pete sat there with his pants unbuttoned and his tiny cock poking out of the open zipper. It was hard to.