Before they all left, Lydia Mae's children had arranged all of the presents under the tree and made everything lovely in her living room. The food fo... the dinner was in the refrigerator. Everything was prepared and Lydia didn't have to do anything. Her house was silent now that the kids were gone. Through her very hazy vision, she could make out her TV and she thought about listening to a show but decided against it. She instead felt her way to her stereo and put on some Christmas music to. I pulled her quickly up across my legs so that she could grab my prick and push it straight between her thighs. She was so wet that I slipped deep into her pussy in a single thrust and she sat there with such a lovely smile on her face.“At last,” she cried, “I’ve been aching for you since we left the squash club!” Then she started to ride up and down on my prick, which slid deliciously in and out of her dripping slit. My trousers were getting covered with a continuous ooze of them! It didn’t. Well, I'll set up the press conference, and you guys decide what you're going to say." We've got the press conference scheduled," Warren said to Sophia as she entered his room."Good. I've talked to Jessie. That whole thing never happened, and if the few people that know about it bring it up, Jess and Crash will deny it. Outside of that, we're going to more or less tell the truth." Well, sort of. We're going to leave Alexa and Liz out of this, because nobody but the two of us, Alexa, and Liz. His facewas covered in lipstick, and I briefly wondered how atrocious I looked.I didn't see a man holding me. I saw a person. A person I very muchwanted to be with as much as possible. I closed my eyes as he lowered his lips to mine. We kissed forwhat seemed like forever. Kissing, touching, holding, caressing,pressing, feeling, experiencing. I was running out of breath when I pushed him away, and stood up.I held his hand in mine, and gently pulled him to a standing position."So be it," I.