She hoped for the day when she could share those secrets with her husband ... and here is what followed ~While I stare into the darkness of the kitche... window before me, I become aware of the reflection; of the two of them on the floor behind me. I smile at the quirk of it, like watching a hidden camera. Rachel is squirming on the floor underneath Robert. Kneeling over her, he’s tickling her first on the neck then the waist. She’s in convulsions, legs kicking out against the delightful torture,. My mind was spinning, the sensations of being fucked, and fucking my virgin dick into my mom and school crush was immense. I was fucking as hard as I could, sweat dripping on to her that I smothered over her glistening ass cheeks. My eyes went from the magazine to my dick gripped by my own Mothers pussy."Keep fucking me baby. Mommy loves you! Mommy loves her big strong boy!"Mom reaches between her legs and starts frigging herself. Her hand brushing through her bush and rubbing her hard clit.. Scandinavian blondes, a redhead, women of Asian and African descent - someone for every taste under the sun.Gathered in the centre of the room, they smiled at the men with practiced innocence, and thinly veiled boredom. They’d done this many times before.When their gazes paused at me, though, their vacant expressions vanished. Each of them studied me carefully, trying to figure out what in the hell I was doing there. I felt like I was being sized up by a pack of wolves.Finally, growing. "Ho, ho, ho! Imagine you being here! Ho, ho, ho!"We were able to relax now knowing how happy Santa was. "Did Mrs. Claus take good care of you?" Santa asked me.I was too nervous to answer but nodded. "Good," he exclaimed, "now its my turn. Ho, ho, ho!" With that, Santa took his clothes off, exposing his huge, rock hard, wrinkly magical dick that I knew so well, knew so intimately. He walked over to the bed, grabbed my head from the back of it, and forced us to kiss, his tongue exploring my.