"Shall we see if Santa has visited us in the night Sandra?"When we entered the living room I gasped at all of the decorationshanging on the walls and ...he large green artificial Christmas tree withall of it's lights and underneath it lots and lots of presents stacked inpiles.Mummy must have already made the coal fire as it was burning fiercely inthe hearth covered by a guard to protect me.I sat on the floor of the living room whilst mummy gathered lots ofwrapped gifts and placed them around me,. It was a diner, one of those old-fashioned ones that looked like a railroad car. Its windows threw out a warm, bright light, and Alice could see people inside.She pulled the car into the parking lot, although -- funny thing -- it was empty. Where did all the people inside come from? No matter, she felt safer now. The diner reminded her of the Coffee Break Diner in her hometown -- Alice smiled at the memory of that friendly, happy place.She got out of the car and almost fell on the ice,. Her nipples sprung up and I smiled – no getting past those, they never slept. I moved my hands down further over her perfect stomach and stopped at her pubic triangle, thick, dark and lush. I wanted to tangle my fingers in it, but just then she stirred and my eyes glanced up to see hers fluttering open, still in a mist of sleep. They darted about, then focused on me, and I smiled warmly at Arathi.Her lips curled into a smile, and her hands, long and slender, lifted from her sides to caress my. "Always," she gasped. "Always. I want so many babies with you." They fucked deep and hard. John settled into a steady pace, reaching under to grasp Maggie's asscheeks in his hands and driving deep.. "Uh-uh-uh-uh..." Maggie grunted in time with each thrust, her head jerking, hips rocking. "Gonna cum," John snorted. Maggie embraced him, her pussy churning. "In my cunt," Maggie hissed loudly. "Put it all in my cunt. Fuck my hairy cunt....you love fucking my hairy cunt," she kept repeating. "Put.