" But she's right there!" It's okay. I'll be quiet." Jess... I really don't..." Hush now! You keep talking and you'll wake her up!"I smile evilly down...at Pete, while I slowly pull up my nightshirt and sit down on his cock. I know he's happy to see me, a cock that hard doesn't lie. He looks over nervously at his sleeping wife, as I slowly begin to insert his cock into my pussy. I turn my head to look at her too, quirking my eyebrow as I watch his pretty wife sleeping not an arms length away... I. They were pawing at the ground, rooting for food or grass to eat. There was my loving wife, Rachyl, cloaked within a glowing aura, her cheeks slightly pinkened from the sleigh ride. Shaking my head, memories came cascading back to me. There she was, vigorously enjoying herself on Santa's lap. Her beaming face told me all I needed to know. "Ho Ho Ho! Merry Christmas!" exclaimed Santa, as he was stepping down. Walking around the glowing sleigh, Santa reached up to hoist Rachyl down from the. ‘Instead of concentrating on men, we’ll just concentrate on women.’ Imagine the woman you’d most like to see standing before you now. Imagine the woman you’d most like to see without her clothes. Imagine the woman you’d most like to see in her panties and bra. Imagine the woman you’d like to see topless to see her naked breasts. Imagine the woman you’d like to see without her clothes and naked. Do you see her? Can you imagine her? Is she there before you? First, as an initial exercise to help. The pain subsides a little and is balanced by pleasure. My dick jolts, instantly hardening, aided by Evie now taking my veiny shaft into her mouth, swallowing me deep. I’m being fucked hard now, starting to enjoy it a little. Pippa strokes my sac as she pounds me, giving me increased pleasure. The enjoyment just about outweighing the pain, and to see Sylvia now seated by the bedside, legs apart, panties pushed to one side masturbating with wild abandon just tops everything off. Her pussy is.