He had many interesting stories to tell us of his Christmases growing up as a poor son of immigrants. Anna was entranced by his stories, which many of...us had heard before. It was fun for me to watch the two of them as their relationship turned into a special bond.As we prepared to leave, we helped each other shoveling paths to the cars and scraping the ice off the windshields. It had continued to snow during our party and there was a three inch blanket of white powder covering everything. With. Her pulse quickened and she felt her cheeks flush. There was an awkward moment followed by Pierre reaching out to touch her face. Yasmin’s internal dialogue was relentless ‘what are you doing, he is so much younger, what would he want with a 45 year old? are you insane? why are you even contemplating this – what am I contemplating? No I’ve got it all wrong? …….Pierre moved closer, Yasmin could feel his breath on her neck and instinctively moved her body closer to his. She could feel his taut. On the screen all I could see was her chin pushed flat against my balls, I don’t think I’ve ever seen her mouth stretched like that before…What I could feel was insane, her throat was sucking my cock.. like a vacuum, I could feel the ribs of her throat pulling on my shaft..Her tongue was mashed between the base of my cock and her bottom jaw, but somehow she managed to squeeze it out and lick on my balls, before going back and swirling around my dick..It rose in me like a wave.. Oh my fucking. I told her to stop and trade place’s with Connie. Still not really recovered from her orgasm she just kind of rolled to the side. Connie wasted no time in getting my dick in her mouth and sucking it down her throat. Pam moved in behind Connie’s ass and started playing with Connie’s pussy but Connie was having no part of that. She turned around and looked at her and in a demanding voice told her “You know what I want now eat my pussy and make me cum.” Pam didn’t say a word but rather.