All the Marines but Colonel Deschenes were wearing their Daily uniforms of green kepi, smock, pants and brown boots. The Colonel was wearing his full-...ress uniform with Prussian collar and Sam Browne belt. Samantha had considered long and hard before getting dressed, and had chosen for the occasion her team's white with maroon stripes "home" jersey and blue jeans. She hadn't had a chance to get the AI to make any clothing for her, and it was either that, the maroon with white stripes "away". When you gotta go... Besides, now I was starting to feel like this was a set-up for a practical joke one of my sick friends would play on me. I figured at some point, Santa would turn on some music and do a strip tease or something. But how did he know I had to pee and where did he get hot pizza at this hour on Christmas morning? When I got back, Santa was just popping open a bottle of beer and setting it down on the coffee table next to a slice of pizza. "I was hoping you were going to join. “Yes, yes, you fucker, you’re doing it harder, make mecum!” she screamed as he brought her to a higher point.His thumb slick from his saliva and her juices pressedagainst her anus, he forced it in, it slid in easilywell-lubed from the sex juice. The sensation of anotherpenetration sent her over the edge. James felt his momarch her back and quiver as she orgasmed heavily.“Yes, ohhh ohhh, ohhhh,” she moaned shuddering in sexualdelight as her son continued sending her. She even slightly separated his index and middle fingers and placed her nipple into this gap. She slowly closed the gap, pinching herself with his hand. This produced the bigger intake of breath. At this point Greg took control again of his own actions."We'll need to be quiet," he warned softly."I know," she whispered back.Greg stayed behind her, kissing her neck, running circles around each of her nipples with his finger tips, and grinding his cock into her ass's very soft cheeks.He shifted.