You see, not all Christmas stories are for kids, and not every Christmas miracle is meant for children.” “What’s that? You don’t believe in Ch...istmas Miracles? Well, that’s probably because somewhere along the line you wound up on the naughty list. In fact, if you’re reading this, you ARE on the naughty list, but see, that’s not the case for everyone…” “What? Oh, just relax! I’m not going to start singing! That’s just for the kids! I am going to tell you a story though. A story about a man. A. ”“That’s me.”Wu Mei sitting on the sofa was exhausted and now the sherry was making her woozy. Slowly her eyes closed. Ben and John watched her slump onto her side. Her short flag-colored skirt rode up and they saw the tops of the red and blue stockings and a hint of red panties.“Woo May? Woo May? OK, she’s out. “Let’s take pictures and check her out.” So they took a few pictures of her legs, skirt riding up, breasts pushing against her sheer blouse, red bra showing through.She turned, bringing. As the tender embrace gets tighter, Pipi is unable to prevent her hard-on from rubbing against her sister’s comfortable body. Story Fork 2, DaddyWith a small creak, the door inched open as Pipi’s father peeked his head through.Story Fork 3, BestieIt was opened about halfway, then followed by a knock, then followed by Pipi’s bestie, Butterbutt.Butterbutt got his nickname somehow (I *could* give a backstory, but this is a porno sooooo). Ever since, he and Pipi were inseperable. « Are you ready. I must of had 3 inches of his cock in my asshole until he began to pull out slightly and push back in as he did I moaned painfully as he streached my asshole open he fucked me slowly all I could do was moan I couldn't talk it hurt that much I sniffled then he looked at me slightly concerned "want me to stop boy?" he said though as much as it hurt I wanted him to keep going I wanted him in me "no.. daddy" I replied slowly trying to fight the pain "want me to use more lube?" he asked I nodded so.