Through Gina, my mom met Ginas husband Richard Fenwick. My mom introduced both of them to my dad, and instantly they all became friends. Our families ...id a lot of things together- Camping, water skiing, hunting, working, drinking, etc. The Fenwicks have two kids. A girl, Lanny, who was 11 at the time (same age as my brother was), and a son, Kent, who was just a year shy of me at 8. We grew up around each other, and became friends rather quickly. Then, my parents and the Fenwicks lost contact,. Anyway, When I walked in my roomie said this is mark and I want you to satisfy him. I said hey this aint no submissive thing I did those things with you cause I wanted to. I aint no cock whore. Tonight you are was the response I got by the black man. He walked over and put his hand on my shoulder and guided to the bed. He undid his pants and pulled out a lovely 8 inch mostly hard cock and told me to get busy. I looked at my roomie and he just opened two beers and said well get busy. I looked. ’ ‘You do remember. Only there was hardly room on that little silver tree for a thousand lights.’ Rose laughed. It was the first time in months Dahlia had heard the melody of her grandmother’s laugh. ‘The way your face lit up when you saw that magic silver tree for the first time. You stared at it for over an hour. I will never forget that day. The miracle of Christmas was written all over your face. It is the fondest Christmas memory I have.’ Dahlia started crying again. She wasn’t quite sure. Lost in her dream of Jack all the while, she rode her husband’s cock furiously and without seizing. Nicole’s body rocked hard, her breasts bouncing as she took every inch of her husband’s cock, all the while dreaming that it was Jack’s. Her fingernails clawing into her husband’s chest as she took his cock in her pussy. Letting up and leaning back, her hands grabbing her husband’s legs. Pushing herself into him. “Fuck me, baby!” she screamed at Jack. She opened her eyes to see her husband lost.