It's been like months of foreplay!" Oh, you love it!" Yeah," she admitted. She paused, imagining some reverie she chose not to share."So the stakes?" ... prodded."Oh, decidedly X-rated," she mused."So you're going to get sexual favors if I hook up with Steve." I couldn't help rolling my eyes at this turn of events."It's not much different than your bet!" she shot back.My bet. Shit. I still didn't know what to think about my bet with Steve. I had agreed to two minutes of anything. If he had a lot. I could tell she was embarrassed. The hell with it, I thought. I pulled my pants all the way down and took them off ass well as my shirt. Now my penis was back in action. She took her hands away from her body and stepped a little closer with a mischievous grin on her face. "You are soo hot Ginny, especially naked!" I told her as I walked closer to her. Now we were arms length away. She responded with a smile and told me my dick was huge and inviting. "You can touch it if you want" I said.. I would French kiss the guy who came up with 'Crouching Dog.'Christmas over the next few years was a young man's pornographic dream as I watched Mommy get fucked in a wide variety of positions -- missionary, cowgirl, doggie style as well as engage in sixty-nine with old Saint Nick, eating his semen as if it were a creamy Christmas dessert while Santa lapped her pussy juice up like a man dying of thirst. Mommy was increasingly more wanton, reveling in her abandon as Santa's secret slut while Dad. Kim’s swimsuit was a black one-piece if you could call it that. It started with a wide strap around her neck to hold the whole design in place and led into numerous thinner straps that streaked down the length of her torso. The straps became marginally wider as they curved over her breasts and highlighted the fullness of them. Then the straps became shoe-string thin as they reached around and under her pussy. A belt was designed around her middle to accentuate her thin waist. Her entire back.