After the kids were in bed and asleep, I would shower and slip into my Mrs. Claus garb. Every year I would buy a new sexy outfit to wear on Christmas ...ve. While I was in the shower, Jeff would build a roaring fir in the fireplace and then hang Mistletoe all over the house. By the time I had finished showering and dressing, Jeff would have already started on wrapping the presents for the kids. It always took us most of the night to wrap those presents and get them arranged under the tree,. Suzy hadn’t waited for me to leave, before dropping the dressing gown to the floor, and stepping under the hot water. I stayed there, watching the water cascade over her hair and down her back and ass until she turned her head, catching me. No indignation from her or shouting abuse at me for acting like a pervert, but a cheeky grin as she soaped her outstretched arm. She turned so that I could see her well shaped breasts, which were about a 36c and down her taut stomach to her pussy. She. I think she caught me staring at her crotch one day while she had one foot up on the couch and the other on the floor while painting her toe nails. “Do you like the show,” she said. I pretended I didn’t know what she was talking about and responded with, “I don’t know how you girls can fuss about your toes so much.” She didn’t make any attempt to close her legs so I didn’t make any attempt to look away. Her nipples always seemed to be hard with the silk brushing across them. Even though. This towering, reptilian Adonis' masculine physique has been chiseled by a lifetime of violent pursuit, sculpting muffin-y abdominals and broad slabs of pectoral tonicity. His arms ripple out from frightening, broad shoulders, each looking as though a single punch might mimic the force of cannon at point-blank range. Even still, he sports perfectly-trimmed, sickle-esque claws capable of slicing through inferior armor like a hot knife through milk. A boney spike juts from behind each elbow. His.