"I walked into the closet I called a bedroom, and curled up and went to sleep.I wasn't asleep for long before I heard a strange noise from the other r...om. I quietly opened the door and looked out, and there was mom sprawled out in front of the Christmas tree and a man wearing a red jacket and no pants had his head buried between her legs.He wasn't fat and he wasn't old. While he did have a white beard and hair, it wasn't nearly as long as his classic image. In fact he was downright cute, for. The first thing was that neither her room, her friends, nor any familiar surrounding had triggered a trace of recollection within Jenna. The second, and perhaps the most significant matter was the taunting and teasing that Jenna told her she was getting at school. Barbi knew from her own painful memories how hard it was to be a pregnant teenager in high school. Classmates, and even your so called friends could be downright cruel. On each of the past two days, Jenna had returned from school. Amber worked up & down sliding her pussy on my cock over & over again.I could fill the ice cube start to melt and my balls getting larger & larger. My balls were starting to hurt now, Amber saw the look on my face & said poor baby “do you need to unload your seamen” all I could do was muter yes. Ashley was still on my face; she was having one orgasm after another. Amber lifted off me just a little reached down & pulled the rope off my balls. With one quick move she was back on my cock, the head. It was always quick then. I'd wear a mask, and get her clothes off as fastas possible. Then, it was one rape session, maybe half an hour on a good day,and I was gone. It was fun, but not much payoff for all that work. I wantedsomething more. I wanted to kidnap a woman and make her my slave. I spent some extra time looking for the woman that would become my slave,and it really paid off. I found a very cute female preacher in one of the smallersuburban churches I went to. She had shoulder-length.