He looked tired, so I reckoned he had not slept well, and the pressure was finally getting to him. I made sure he was comfortable in the back seat, an... drove carefully home, so that there were no nasty bumps or swings.We were back in time for the evening meal, so I made sure he was directed there at once, and told Mrs Hargreaves to serve him immediately, as a priority and hang with normal decorum. “Mr Dawes needs a feed, chef. Make sure he gets it; as much as he needs.”I informed Mrs Dawes and. As July was riding Randy, the door opened, and August just stood there watching. At first, no one noticed August, however when he stepped into the room all three daughters stopped and turned around looking at Dad. July, however, just kept riding Randy harder and harder. Dad took a seat in the in a straight-back chair. “Welcome to the family Randy. Maybe now I can get some rest. It’s been difficult keeping up with my three horny daughters every night. Looks like the family enjoys you and your. “Your tongue is long enough to get a few good licks in as we fly in front of the moon. Wouldn’t that be nice? Huh? How about it? Won’t you put in a good word with Santa, baby?”Little did she know that Prancer had spread the word and all the other reindeer knew what to expect, so they did the same thing Prancer had done and promised her anything as long as she would keep backing up and up and up until the cum shot out of her nose.“Santa?”, mused Mrs. Santa, whose name was actually Mathilda. She. He had never seen a strip show, but her movement was the age old tantalizing gesture of thrusting her butt back to him in a begging movement. Her breathing was audible and it was exciting to him. He took the control that she had given him and threw her skirt up over her shoulders so he could see her unrestricted. Her cheeks were parted and her legs were open. He knew she couldn’t present herself anymore fully than she was without leaning over the railing. He took himself in his hand and began.