Every light in the house went out, except the candles Shannon had lit earlier. ‘Oh Damn!!’ Shannon yelled. ‘Miss O’Malley, are you ok up there...’ Allen called. ‘Yes, I just can’t see…..OUCH….’ The last thing Allen heard was a thud as something fell to the floor up above his head. Grabbing a candle from the table in the foyer, he took the steps two at a time. ‘Shannon??…where are you?’…..he got no answer. His heart was racing and he wasn’t sure why….but he knew something was wrong, and it. A few more jokes followed as we made light of the awkward situation Monica walked into but no talk of the sex. I felt relieved as you never know what is going to come out of Anthony's mouth, and I was somewhat embarrassed to discuss it with Monica at that moment.Monica was drinking the beers rather quickly, presumably to either catch up to us or to forget about whatever went down with her boyfriend. At some point, Mike got up to pee.“I have to pee too,” Monica declared shortly thereafter.While. He ordered my wife to get on her hands and knees. Ana obeyed him as she smiled at me. Her new Master climbed up the bed and positioned behind Ana’s buttocks.He looked at me, asking if I had ever fucked Ana in the ass…Before I could say anything, Anita answered her ass was used to receive thick black cocks; but she warned him that he should be gentle at first…Jonathan smiled at me and he pushed his cockhead up to Ana’s tight rosebud. She braced herself, claiming it was hurting her; but she never. She no longer hated it, only disliked it. Finishing wrapping the last present she stood back to admire her work, “I still hate Christmas.” She muttered. Wrapping presents for four people shouldn’t have been this hectic, and with the meaning being the kiss preying on her mind had all in all made an emotional overload for Katie causing her to wash away her worries with copious amounts of Bailey’s and mince pies, feeling the buzz off the concoction immediately. The following days leading up to.