She had an agonizing hour on the sofa while her husband watched over her. Her mind kept on derailing her thoughts and she had to force them back on tr...ck. She also had to force her hands to keep still, resisting the urge to touch herself in front of her concerned husband. But after the first hour it seemed to become a lot easier, and she thought it was like being drunk.The first time Melissa drank, she got very drunk. Her world had been spinning and, just like this evening, she had not been. " You too, Henry, and Hilda, it was wonderful poking, er, I mean meeting you," Joe stammered, donning his Santa cap and then darting out the door."Mommy's fucking Santa! Mommy's fucking Santa!" the eighteen-year-old male Humper sang annoyingly to his mother as he smacked her proud mams in turn."Alright, Mom," Henry said with a low chuckle as he pawed at her ample assets with his large hands. "How on earth did you end up fucking the mall Santa? I thought you were trying to get your last minute. Subconsciously, we all must have known what roll I would be playing in the tryst we were engaging in and I enthusiastically accept it. I am led to the couch and Ernie pulls me to him as he sits down. I slide down his body and position myself between his legs and take his cock between my lips. Chuck crawls up behind me and starts to probe my asshole with his slick fingers, making me suck on Ernie's cock with more vigor. Soon his fingers are replaced by his cock head as it tries to gain entrance. Mark felt his orgasm about to hit, so he pulled out. He stroked his shaft once and exploded, his cum erupting from his dick. It spurred onto Jennifer's face, getting in her hair and staining her shirt. "Fuck, that's hot", he said and grabbed his phone, snapping several pictures of the young slut covered in his jizz. Despite knowing she should feel appalled and disgusted, Jennifer found herself smiling for the pictures. She wanted to look pretty for her father, after all.She looked up at her.