She asked me when the last time I came was. I told her I didn't know. It was at least a couple weeks. She smiled and leaned in towards my cock. She go... about three inches away, and blew on my moist tip. It was cold, and sent a chill up my spine. I told her how good it felt and put my hand on her thigh. She jerked me off slowly. Never moving to fast, but her grip would tighten and loosen as she slid up and down. Her tits were jiggling as she rubbed me. I started to slide my hand up her thigh and. His dick was very pretty indeed. I looked right and saw a massive purple headed cock with a large slit. That man grunted; his slit opened further and out shot 6 or 7 big blasts of hot cum into my surprised open mouth and all over my face. The other guy was now close to orgasm so I turned to the left and took his cock in my mouth. I sucked his cock until he exploded his sweet seed. When he finished and softened and his cock withdrew, I opened my mouth for all to see my mouth was full of their. When you got home around one in the morning you were so hammered you couldn’t make it up the stairs in the house.” She giggled as she relived the events of the evening in her head while she made slow circles with her hips.“I don’t remember any of that,” I said with just a slight bit of embarrassment. But then again, it really did not surprise me. I was known for doing some rather wild things in my younger days.“I can tell you that it was a genuine bitch getting you up the stairs in the house. She looked so fantastic. To me, she always looks the way love feels.Her festive dress was giving me naughty ideas, but my visions were not of sugar plums! I was in no hurry to leave, I liked holding her hand and our tender kisses. I liked holding her whilst we danced, especially when we shared the tender embraces during the slow songs. But when she suggested we head home, she found in me a willing chauffeur. The yuletide joy continued on our brief commute, holding hands, stealing kisses,.