I tried not to think about the party, but I couldn't help it, because,instead of sugar plums, dreams of wild orgies kept dancing in my head. I wishedI...were more experienced at such things. The Saturday before Christmas we met up at Mr. Miller's again. I was a littlesurprised that everyone showed up. I know I had second thoughts. After we alldressed in our Santa suits (I honestly felt a little silly), we split intotwo groups of five and headed out. My group visited a nursing home and a. We may have something."When no answer came, he tried again. This time, there was an answer, but not from his father."Hello? Can you hear me?"Mara heard the panicky call and turned around, slinging the binoculars around her neck."Whoever that was, I can hear you," Wade answered."Thank god," the unfamiliar voice responded. "We're lost, and I think Terry broke his leg." Were you in a red canoe by the falls?" Yeah. We were fucking around in the woods and can't find our way back to camp." Okay, try. ... MY TURN14:10I move away from you .... sit in a chair ... looking at the screen of our computer where the video of what we have just done is giving a replay ... I ask and you come to sit between my legs where you can see the screen with me ... I release the suciton on the tube and my cock slowly recedes back a little from the end but it is stuck ... the swelling has made it tight .. with a twist on the tube the precum I have leaked into the tube lubricate the swollen cock enough to rotate. . he ... he.”“Oh my God, you’re making me so horny now. I’m so embarrassed.” She was fidgeting while talking to me. I knew the dirty talk was turning her on like it was turning me on.“I think you are more embarrassed than the girls were. You asked me why I liked it.”“I think you’re right.”“So, now what are you thinking about?” I couldn’t help but tease her a little more.“You know damn well what I am thinking about!” She reached down, rubbing her fingers on the crotch of her jeans.“Really? Tell.