.and hisbelly really did shake like a bowl full of jelly inside his red suit. Thetassel on the end of his hat bobbed around as he stroked his thick wh...tebeard and adjusted his wire-rimmed glasses."What the...?" Dad tried to object."I'm not sure you deserve any presents now," Santa said as he placed hisbig red bag on the floor and opened it up. When he stood back up, he had apresent in his hands and a hard cock tenting the front of his red trousers."Please, Santa," I said, "I'm a very good boy.". .. but you liked it, right?" Yeah..." I replied quietly in an even tone. "But ... we're sisters! Mom and Dad would be furious, and ... it's just wrong..."Jackie was quiet a moment, her smile fading to a pout. "Oh ... I just ... I like what we did, Penelope. Like ... I think about it a lot. It was fun ... I guess you didn't like it..."I was torn by the sadness in her voice. It was almost like someone had stolen her puppy. "No ... I did ... I did, Jackie. Like ... yeah, it was good and all ... I. I smiled as he set the blankets out, opening them and spreading them on the ground, then joined him as he pulled a bottle of wine and a corkscrew from his bags.“I shall have to apologize to Siobhan, won’t I?” I asked with a wry smile.“I think that would be a good thing,” he answered.“I was rather harsh on her, wasn’t I?”“Very harsh, indeed.”“She has been so good about everything. I could never do this alone.”“That is very true. I am sure you would cock it all up immensely,” was his reply.I. She tapped her hand on the seat next to her, while curling her index finger for me to sit next to her. I wiped my hands with my shop rag, taking a seat next to her. Mrs. T turned to me and told me to kiss her. Telling me that she was going to show me how to properly kiss a woman.We turned to each other, I kissed her lips. Kind of like the way I’d kiss my mom or my aunt. Mrs. T wasn’t impressed, she looked at me peculiarly. Then we leaned into each other. Our lips meet, our mouths opened, our.