Hunter was a nice looking, broad shouldered kinda of guy and great fun, though he is not quiet as outward as I am. He's the type that would never want...to offend anyone or harm a relationship, so when he warms up to Kari it's always when he thinks I'm not in the room.His wife, unlike mine, became very conservative after they were married, which was not what he wanted at all. He was a true blue husband though and stood by the choices he had made.Hunter has always joked to Kari that 'if she ever. The kiss that followed was one of the most passionate I have ever experienced. Our tongues dueled and explored each other mouths. Shortly, she threw her arms around my neck and pulled me on top of her willing body. She had spread her legs. My hips and legs naturally fell between her legs. My cock’s head was brushing against her already wet pussy. "I’m yours, Lucky. Please be mine." She cooed as she lifted her pelvis to take my cock into her self. "Not yet, princess. I want this to be. I decided this would be the last time I’d hook up with Clint. I didn’t come all this way to leave without an orgasm. “Let’s go,” I voiced sternly.“Huh?”“Let’s go do this. I’m not here to keep you company. Let not make this more complicated than it should be.”I walked into his bedroom, undressed myself and lay on my back naked in his bed. If he wanted a partnership, he was going to get one. Clint hesitantly entered the room and looked at me lying on his bed, my hand already gently reaching. "Santa is hitting on me. That is just so wrong!"June turned to face Santa's chair, but instead of the jolly old chubby Saint Nick stereotype who had been there before, there was someone else--a large handsome man dressed in a long, red robe, with a thick, white fur fringe. The robe hung loosely from his powerful body, leaving his broad, tanned muscular chest exposed. His face was friendly and his eyes twinkled merrily. Long dark brown curls danced by the handsome features of his face and.