Above all else though, Michael had especially asked for a Mistletoe Belt.That was what led to the boy's eager anticipation on Christmas morning as he ...istened to his favorite Christmas song of 'I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus', waiting for his own mother to awake. So they could begin the joyous festivities of the day. It always made little Michael giggle as he heard the child wonder aloud in the song about the possibilities of blackmailing his mother. Michael had always wished so much that. Susan wasn't sucking her son now; he was fucking her mouth.The heat of his cock, the hardness, the throbbing of it against her lips and tongue, the way it beat at her throat, surprised Susan. It wasn't as unpleasant as she thought it would be.Mark was still twisting her tits. Tommy was still jerking her head by the hair, but the pain they were inflicting on her no longer felt so bad. Susan began to enjoy herself. The wet sounds of her mouth being jerked back and forth on Tommy's cock even. While waiting for the pizza we went into the bedroom to check out the ceiling fan and I found the blades were just a little loose.While I was on the ladder tightening loose fan blades we began to joke around and the inuendos started up again."So where is the camera you installed", she asked."Above your side of the bed", I said."You wouldn't want to look at me much lately", she said.I was finishing up the last of the blades and tightening a few other things and even replaced one of the light. It said simply: Kevin,I am sorry about everything and the mistake we have made in our marriage. The last several days without you have shown me that there are better things in life than the simple mundane existence we accept at home. I have fallen in love with the life here and intend to stay forever. You will have to explain to my family why I have not returned with you. Please use the enclosed documents for that purpose and do not attempt to find me. I do not wish to be bothered by anyone.