I looked at my watch, seeing hands strike midnight. As I looked up, silver and white shrouded the hall, and neither Rachyl nor Santa was anywhere in s...ght. I failed to see anything or anyone, including the rest of the partygoers. A sudden maelstrom had hit, obscuring everything in sight. *** Around 5:00a Christmas Day, I awoke to the jingling of bells. I even heard what I swore was snorting, nickering, and whinnying outside. Shaking my head to clear the newness of arousal, I could only remember. She pulled into her drive just as Charlie was backing out of his and she waved to him. He waved back as he continued on his way to the bowling alley completely unaware that his two sons were getting ready to fuck his wife. She wondered how many minutes it would be before one of Sarah's sons mounted her once Kathleen had taken her kids on home. Kathleen bet herself hat she wouldn't even have her kids in the front door of her house before one or both of Sarah's sons were in the saddle.She rang. I am not having that " .She resigned herself to the situation .I treated her right and got her going and turned her on . She was soon sucking my cock . I fingered her pussy and it didn't take long before it was squelching and letting white sticky goo out . She seemed to be turned on by the camera and lights . She didn't just have sex she performed ! I had her on her side facing the camera and I lifted her leg up so the camera saw me shoving my dick up that tight ginger pussy hole , she moaned. Heat was often intermittent and electrical brown outs were common fare in the winter. The only place to meet women was at the only motel in town, an equally decrepit Holiday Inn. Local girls would mingle with school teachers who would come across the border to dance to the marginal house band and explore the potential for male companionship. The first night a friend from work had taken him there, he quickly realized that it would take at least a pitcher a night of overly sweet, flat, shitty.