Rick stumbled after me.I threw a look over my shoulder and grinned as he struggled to cover his dick with one hand as he charged down the stairs, his ...ree hand sliding down the banister. “Give me back my clothes, you fucking brat!”Laughing, I jumped the last few stairs and landed on the first floor. I darted to my right, heading into the living room. I could hear Dad’s recliner swinging shut with that loud clang. I burst into the living room to see him standing up, his face twisted in anger. .."Oh, fuck," I sighed. "Just carry on. Please." I closed my eyes and leaned back a bit.She chuckled, genuinely amused. "That sounds like a decision."She carried on. Looking down on her demure brunette head between my thighs and her stark and glorious nudity, with her ass sitting on her heels, was almost enough to make me cum in itself. The thing that really drove me crazy was her breaking off a couple of times to ask me, "how's that — that okay?", even though she clearly knew pretty well how. A thank you of sorts for all of his hard work. I undid Santa’s pants, pushed him into a chair and took his nice cock into my mouth. Now it wasn’t the longest cock I had ever sucked, but it was so thick that it barely fit into my mouth. As I was sucking and licking Santa’s cock, his hands were playing with my hair and he was pushing my head into his cock and I was getting so turned on by this. Just the fact that I was giving Santa, a complete stranger, a blow job was making my pussy so wet. . Then he started walking back towards the house. Sophie and Jessie looked at each other in amazement. Jessie started towards Warren, but Sophie grabbed her. "Jess, wait. We have to talk." Huh?" Is he right? Is this just between you and me now? Because, if so, we have to talk about this. It affects him." No. Dammit, no." She started running towards Warren, who had already turned onto the side street and was almost at the house. "Warren, wait!" He turned, and waited as first Jessie and then Sophie.