“Yup, I am a guy. I got the plumbing and everything to prove it.”“Yeah, would you like to see where a burro bit my brother?”“I didn’t know...you had a brother.”“I don’t ... anymore. Wanna see why?”“I love you Blossom.” I blew her a kiss because I didn’t need a slap in the nuts.“I love you too, Paul, but I will get you.” She gave an evil stare to my package.When we were done with breakfast, I was going to take the lights down from the outside trees, but as I headed out Lynn told me that Jimmy said. I let out whimpers as I hear you groan yourself. It doesn’t take long to hear you stroke yourself. You’ve woken up not just enough to help me sleep, but to jerk your cock for me. You want to have a perfect orgasm, just like I know you’ll offer me. “My tongue darting in and out of your wet hole, tasting you further. You taste so good I can’t help but moan, sending vibrations into your core. I can feel your fingers in my hair, gripping me tightly, grinding yourself into me. The stubble of my. It was all delicious."Can we open presents now?" asked Pyx, anxiously.I nodded. "It's time."We walked over to the tree by the computer.Our Christmas tree was an realistic-looking artificial one (I saw no reason to kill a tree for just a few weeks use). It was simply decorated, with white lights, red glass balls, and candy canes. We didn't finish decorating it until after the Christmas party.My slaves gave me a cologne gift set, with shampoo, conditioner, deodorant, and cologne, in a fragrance. Our table was centered on a raised platform stage. The tables fanned out from it. Bright lights illuminated the stage and our table, making us feel conspicuous as the guests of honor. Helen, looking radiant, mounted the platform, and tapped a crystal glass on the podium. All conversation ceased. She said, "As you know the Smith family has applied to join our happy family." Applause rang out and we acknowledged it. Addressing us, she said, "We have a traditional way of getting to know what kind.