I like you… (with a pause) and continued your son.Shobha: hy you! You naughty boy.. ok do you like tea or coffee?Me: your wish aunty.(She brought me...a cup of coffee and sat watching me playing the game)Shobha: you seem to play games nicely. Ok you both continue playing and mean time I will purchase some grocery and come. (She left us. After an hour she returned)Me: aunty its getting late i will go home.Shobha: ok thank you for taking care of my son for a while.Me: thats ok aunty. Cya…Now Shobha. I could swear that in my dreams I could hear hooves on the roof and jingle bells in our tiny living room. I felt a hairy kiss on my cheek that night.The next morning, I woke to find both a Christmas and birthday gift from Santa. It was always something I really wanted or needed. It was also something my poor parents could not afford.This stymied my mom and dad. They had never really believed in Santa, but they came to accept that someone was being Santa to me each Christmas morning.As I got. Then i took off my shirt and started kissing her all over face and neck,and she too gave good response to my movements.then i slowly removed her nighty,and she was on her bra ‘n’ panty.now i started kissing over her cleavage,navel,legs,etc and she was moaning too.after enough kisses,i removed her bra and could see her boobs,then i caught her boobs and started sqeezing them,then started sucking them for a long time,next i moved slowly to her navel and kissed there too,then i cud see her panty. He gathered up all his strength and noticed that he was in a huge room. It was beautifully and expensively furnished. He looked down and saw that he was lying on an impressive four-poster bed. The room was decorated in ground colours. Mostly all shades of brown and dark shades of yellow. A man's room. The only wierd thing was the bed, which was red and white. The urge to piss suddenly overcame him. Derrick rose up and rushed to an adjoining door, which he correctly assumed was the bathroom..