Thinking about everything that had happened, brought tears to her eyes. She was trying to get lost in one of her books, but instead she found her mind...wandering. She was remembering last Christmas. Oh it had been a wonderful time. She could still hear the laughter of the children as they surrounded Debbie’s father, George, who was dressed as Santa Clause. April, her precious little girl was wearing her pink Barbie princess little dress. She was twirling around dancing and saying she was going. He was a hungry boy and within two minutes Diane was cumming while holding Phil’s head to her tittie and having my cock in her pussy.Phil stood up and said that he had to get back to the front desk…Diane dropped to her knees, unbuckled his belt, dropped his pants and wetly kissed his young cock several times before standing up and telling him that she hoped we would see him again. He said he would love that so I invited him to have dinner with us when his shift ended. After he left I yanked. Their friendship had grown quickly, halted only by the ocean between them. Her, an American, him a Brit, but the connection between them obvious. Over time, things had taken an erotic turn. More fun than anything else, they had often exchanged saucy messages and pictures, never imagining it would go any further.He had always been shy around Red, reserved even, but she had always gotten off on his discomfort and loved bringing him out of his shell. Then everything had changed with the release of. His date was in a black thong, and a black see-through top that left nothing to the imagination. And this time an entire gaggle (Troop? Herd? Throng? Congregation? Flock?) of Hare Krishnas were dancing and prancing around the street, chanting and beating on drums, cymbals, and tambourines. We laughed as we joined in for half a block, but soon stopped when it was obvious the girls in their heels were having a hard time keeping up.And the compliments Holly and Keith were getting were amazing..