What did surprise me was that the next night my wife didn’t come home at her usual time. I waited for hours and was getting very worried. I was abou... to go out looking for her when she showed up smelling of alcohol. ‘Oh let the God’s be praised. I got her!’ ‘Where the hell have you been and why do you smell like you’ve been drinking?’ She came right back at me about being stressed out and needing to let off a little steam. So when the girls at the office suggested a few drinks after work, she. ”“Want to fuck me now, Ben? Time to get that cock inside me.”“How many times, Violet. You don’t have a say. Time for the blindfold to go back on.”I ignore her protests. Violet is soon back in darkness.“You’re a bastard, Ben. I hate you.”“Really?”“Yes, I hate you, now fuck me….please.”I decide it’s time her pussy got some more action, my purple head soon navigating it’s way between her pouting lips, I give her slow, deliberate shallow thrusts to begin with, waiting for a reaction, it soon. The teenager is completely inside the catgirl. Her pussy warms his entire length. Raising himself up off the bed, he starts to thrust in and out of her, taking up a steady pace instantly. Missy beeps with each inward thrust, his head bumping the back wall of her cunt. This is such a great way to start the day! Brock smiles at the thought. In and out, in and out he goes, stimulating her horny cunt like never before.Missy raises her feet up in the air, increasing what is already a high level of. I know some folks might be appalled at how we wait to open our gifts, but as Mom says, Christmas is all about family and traditions. Since this is our family, we’re allowed to have our own traditions even if they don’t match everyone else’s. Dad jokes that he’s just waiting for me to get old enough so we can turn this into a champagne brunch.I set the table, finished plating up the pancakes and sausage, and called up the stairs to Mom and Dad to let them know that breakfast was ready. They came.