That meant that this year Mom went into hyper drive once all the presents had been opened. I was pressed into service to gather up the used wrapping p...per, saving the boxes and bows for Mom’s stash in the guest room closet. Mom busied herself in the kitchen. Even Dad was drafted to quickly run the vacuum over the public parts of the house. Once our Christmas lunch was on the stove or in the oven to finish cooking, the three of us set the dining room table with the best china, silverware and. This frustrates Ms Smith so she pushes harder and my cramps increase. Finally the jar of Crisco is empty. As Ms smith stands up she accidentally knocks over her bag. The bag tumbles to the ground and I see three more large cans of Crisco, tumble out unto the floor. I can't believe my eyes three more cans?! Mommy inserts the enema nozzle into my rectum. and with a click releases the water. Ms smith tells mommy to fix her a drink so she can take a little break. We are going to take a break. With that accomplished we could have a proper fuck. And we did. I rammed all six inches time and time again, and she responded by humping back. For her first time she came in the first few seconds. But that was not enough for me. I kept ramming, to the back of her pussy, and she kept cumming and cumming, oozing her juices out and covering her thighs with lovely pussy cum. Finally, I shot a huge wad into her tired pussy, and she jerked as she felt it reach the back of her cunt. Then I slowly. “I have to say, you girls get my vote for the sexiest in the Olympics,” said Jake. “I think it’s the particular training we do,” said Trynka. “You all have such a great ass!” Said Jake, who had recovered his mojo. “Yes, we’re very flexible too,” said Talinka, with a wink. Jake looked at the girls and allowed his gaze to wander slowly along every bump and crevice of their tight bodies. “Why don’t we get another drink and take it back to our room?” Suggested Trynka. Jake brushed his curly brown.