Total fiction as I have a very good imagination. The date was 24th december and the christmas eve party was in full swing, every male was in a santa o...tfit and wearing a mask. The rules where everyone put the keys in a basket and then deliverd a sack to that house, and you couldnt pick your own key.I picked the house 3 doors down a great family and a hot wife he had as well, I grabbed my sack of presents and went on my merry way. The lady of the house had gone home early to let the babysitter. ‘It’s a beautiful name, Leanne. A lovely name for a lovely woman. I’d love to hear more about you, but before that, what can I get you to drink?’ Leanne was thrown by the compliment, unsure how she should respond – but Joe was already motioning for the bartender and she realized he wasn’t expecting a reply, at least not for that comment. He did look at her questioningly as the tall, lanky server approached them, and she realized she was supposed to speak up. ‘Em, I don’t really drink much…. My rather bossy sister even made it impossible for him to resist cumming yet by sucking his balls and scraping them slightly with her teeth for a little pleasurable pain. Sure enough, my darling wife exploded as Phil erupted inside her, moaning loudly in ecstasy as he spent himself in her. When Erica then took his cock into her mouth and winked at her compliant husband, he had a look on his face that was pure bliss. When Jessie joined her in cleaning up his prick, Phil felt his dick jump a bit. If it had been anyone else but herself, she conceded, it would have been ... well, beautiful. As it was, it still took her breath away, in that instant, revealing too much emotion. Too personal, that shot, way too personal.“Beautiful ... isn’t it?” he said. Carol noticed that although the ‘isn’t it’ carried the emphasis of a query, the word “beautiful” itself appeared to be a statement, however unlikely that could be.“You’re the artist,” she countered, “I guess it’s down to the eye of the.