Shivering under the beige covers she turned on her electric blanket as a scant but necessary comfort for her young flesh. Outside a wicked Northeaster...blustered and blew. Only a madman would travel in such weather.Of course Santa is, will be and was sane. Far saner than any man in fact. But then again he was not a man. Santa established himself eons ago on some supernatural plane and possessed complex moods, beliefs and patterns. He materialized on this earthly plane on mere whim and his own. Helen rushed out to the stables and started to direct matters out there, calling for help from her dinner guests to bring buckets of tepid water to bathe the horses brow etc and towels and blankets in order to keep its body temperature stable. This amount of effort was a direct result of a conversation with the vet who had given a list of instructions to help keep the horse conscious until she got there. I did what I could, but in all honesty I knew very little about horses and did what I could. I pulled down my panty in front and Harry, sitting in the co-pilot seat, saw me cumming. He quickly kneeled down and licked the cum off of the head of my clitty, sucking it all up like a good lover would with his wonderful tongue. It felt like velvet being rubbed on my clitty. Meanwhile, Dick had both of his hands on the top of my head and he was forcing me to go down his cock further and further each time I came back up. His slippery wet pre-cum started to come out and I knew he was enjoying. '"Hello." I jumped out of my thought and spun around.Still clutching my chest, I squeaked out, "Hello." Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you," the smiling man said."It’s fine. I was just thinking too hard.”“I’m Jeff,” he said, offering his hand. “Ivy is my wife. I thought I should meet you.”“Hi, I’m Lainey,” I said, taking his hand, “the other woman.”Jeff smiled and said, “Good, I was wondering if you knew about them.”“I’ve known for about a week, you?”“I think I knew before she told me, but.