One hand snakes its way down your body til it reaches your pussy and starts rubbing your clit while you grind against me, filling your ass with rock h...rd dickI slide out of your ass and push you down to your knees while I stand over. "Now slut, you're going to clean my cock with your mouth" I grab a handful of hair in each hand and push my cock into your mouth. I let you suck on it and run your tongue up and down the shaft as you please for a while.When my cock is dripping with your spit, I tug. "Not this year, Christina. I think Missus Claus might like a taste of your sweet sugar cunt."Mommy struggled up to sit atop of the coffee table, naked except for a few tattered strips of gauzy, green fabric and high heels. She was trying not to pout, even as Santa sprinkled magic dust on her tits. In a slightly insolent tone, she said, "I want more of your fine cock, Santa," reaching out to cup his crotch for emphasis."Ho, Ho, Ho. I'm flattered as always, sweet c***d, but Santa's already. The eyes worked but the body was imobilisedshe stared directly into the eyes of the drugged richard. her eyes shined with the thousand yard gaze of a prehistoric preistess. she got up slowly, stepped across to the wide eyed specimen slumped on the other chair across the nasty table. suddenly she slapped him hard with an open palm, the stinging slap rang out in the otherwise silent room. she slapped him again. taking his bottom lip in her mouth she bit down hard on his dry lip, spraying blood. My mother’s sobbing diminished after a while and she put her own arm around my sister’s shoulder and held her close. She then glanced up to me, weakly smiled and held out her other arm invitingly, palm extended and open. I arose from the chair and smoothly moved to sit on the rug covered floor by my mothers knee, feeling her hand gently fall onto my back between my shoulders. I draped my left arm across my mother’s thigh and reached across to my sister’s thigh, giving it a gentle brotherly.