"Now, Santa, crawl over here, and give patti her Christmas present."Santa crawled, a little more quickly now, toward the bound slave, approaching dire...tly between her legs. Dominica watched, and just as he got within a few inches of patti's smooth hairless pussy, She said, "Wait!"Santa halted, unable to disobey. Somewhere, way at the back of his mind, he could still wonder why."First the milk," Dominica said. "THEN the cookies." She ran a finger along Santa's face, from the temple down into his. “They’re guests in my house, so they’d better,” Aunt Giovanna laughed before she began licking her way down my back until she reached my taint ... and then back up to my neck.It wasn’t long before I bottomed out inside Celia while Noelle sucked my balls, which was just the beginning of this clusterfuck. I was pretty sure that the pills had been used up by now, so I wasn’t sure how I hadn’t lost my steam. Was I some kind of freak of Nature now, and if so, how did that come to pass? The other men. When I finished there was a contract made up and signed. I went on the office computer and removed all of the money from one account. If they had software to retain my information, it would get them nowhere because the account had been emptied.Reynolds went to his own bank and saw that his account was credited along with three million extra dollars and we shook hands one more time.I met up with the family later and we completed the tour. Sonna asked, "Did you get a ship like one of those in the. How are we feeling this morning?” she asked brightly.Good Lord, they even talk that way here! “I don’t know,” I responded. “I feel pretty good. How do you feel?” Why do they always talk in the plural? Or does the medical profession prefer to use the ‘Imperial’ we?Jenny just laughed. “I feel pretty good, too. I can tell you’re feeling feisty, as well. Over your jet lag? Good.” She kept up a light chatter, as she quickly and efficiently pulled out a whatchamacallit and took my blood pressure..