Joe smiled and crawled behind Debra's luscious ass. "One of my favorite views," he praised. He stroked her taut yet giving flesh, feeling the musculat...re and the bones hidden beneath and the heat and dampness. He leaned down for a long suck."Ooh. It's good," murmured Debra. "Fuck me hard Joe. Give me everything you got." My pleasure, Sexy." Clutching her waist, perfect hand holds, he let her guide in his shaft. Without preliminaries--the evening already had plenty--he became a piston swiftly. Sure, there was a lot of commercialism, but the whole thing was fun. I don’t doubt for a moment that I might’ve conflated a bunch of actual memories of Christmases past with wishes for what Christmases should have been and created a history that never was, but still. Everybody had a good time with it and eggnog and the Christmas spirit and NOBODY got pissed off if you wished them a Merry Christmas.I am an introvert. A serious introvert. One of nearly the hermit kind. One of my favorite quotes. She was about his ageand very pretty. He smiled at her.He was naked under the covers and his skin felt more sensitive than hecould ever remember it being. He felt a strange weight pressing down onhis chest and brought his hand up to see what it was. Something wasdefinitely wrong. His skin seemed much smoother and there was no hair onhis belly. When he reached his chest he felt a soft mound of flesh. Hethrew back the sheet and looked down. His chest was completely hairlessand there were two firm. All I can say is that there sure were a lot of them. And the more I learned about Ray's unique sexual experiences during his younger years, the more I was amazed and intrigued by his totally-open and candid sexual attitude.Then one day, Ray and I were lying naked in bed together, talking and fondling each other's genitals, as we were getting in the mood to have sex. And I decided that it was finally time for me to share my second "dirty little secret" with Ray.So, as I was slowly and playfully.