After getting out and getting dressed, she began to work on her make-up. She was by no means a make-up artist, she just never used the stuff. But, ton...ght was a special occasion. She decided to completely avoid the eye-liner to make sure she didn’t end up looking like a Goth or some hussy, and ended up just putting on some lip gloss, eye shadow, and a touch of blush. She looked into the mirror and decided that she did a pretty damn good job. Just then, the doorbell rang, causing her to jump.. Love. Happiness. It was still a symbol of a joyful time of year, and both father and daughter knew that this Christmas was going to be the best ever. “For old time’s sake?” Nathan asked.Nicole nodded and stepped in front of the tree while clutching the angel with both hands. Next thing she knew a warm pair of hands had snaked beneath her knitted dress and had grasped her by the hips. She was then lifted up by her father so that she was high enough to put the angel right at the top of the tree.. ‘I’ll be your dream, I’ll be your wish, I’ll be your fantasy. I’ll be your hope, I’ll be your love, be everything that you need.’ Those words played over and over again through my head. Another knock at the door, which was only just heard through the volume of the headphones, brought me to my senses. I went to the door, still holding the IPod tightly in my hand. Opening the door I saw Tom stood there with a bunch of flowers and a balloon, written on it was ‘Happy Birthday Sarah’. In all the. Her legs parted voluntarily and her knees gripped his sides. Lauren knew that they would need little or no further instruction, their reactions and intuition inbred over thousands of generations, sealed somewhere in their minds at birth, ready for recall on moments such as this.His kisses traveled further down her body, his tongue licking at her nipples perhaps a little too quickly as his impatience got the better of him and his kisses resumed towards her pussy."Oh yes, please Ben, yes."He.