‘Oh, dear god, not on Christmas Eve,’ Clara murmured as she approached. On top of everything else she just didn’t think she could manage this on...Christmas Eve. But she supposed she’d have to. ‘Hi,’ she said. ‘Hi to you too,’ the young man said. When he looked up, there was a familiar sadness in his eyes, and Clara immediately knew that she wouldn’t leave him alone. Not on Christmas Eve. She somehow knew this was another chance being given her. ‘I brought you some food,’ she said. And when she. He was really admiring it, and actually seemed as if he was worshipping it. He took me right to the edge of cumming when I had to do something. I sat up and he stopped. He looked at me with a concerned look and asked if I was alright? I said I have never felt better. I wanted him to move around so my face could be closer to his cock while he sucked me. This also gave me a moment to regroup and recover from being so close to cumming. We got arranged on the bed so each of our faces was at ‘target. ” He concluded. His companion was silent for a second and just before they reached the table he whispered. ‘Are you going to fuck her?’ The question rated just a smile.What his companions thought of the woman certainly wasn’t shown, she was accepted and by the end of the ritual was as involved in the discussions as the others and as they left the goodbyes were genuine. “Thank you Rick”, she said as she almost smothered him so close was she as they walked towards where his vehicle was parked as. Janice poured two drinks and handed Jenny one; then she leaned back and let her eyes meet Jenny's."We might as well get down to the nitty gritty right off the bat. I suppose you and Ian have a fair idea of what Don and I are looking for?"Jenny took a deep gulp from her glass, hoping the liquor would relax her. "Yes... well, I mean we know that you were..."Janice chuckled throatily and finished it for her."A lezzie?"Jenny nodded and helped herself to another slug from her glass.Janice smiled..