And stopped. A cardboard box was between him and the stairs, and it had writing on it. Feminine writing, but not by his wife's hand."FRAGILE! BUT HAND...E ROUGHLY. OPEN IMMEDIATELY." Of course he would. He knew his wife was inside. He found some scissors in the kitchen and began cutting along the tape seam. The box flaps more or less sprouted open as his wife's feet emerged. Had his eyes been closed, he still would have been able to guess what he would find, because the smell of Hayley's sex. Even with all my willpower, as well as picturing old Mrs. Claus nude, it almost wasn’t enough to stop from cumming but luckily Susie broke their kiss just in the nick of time.“So wasn’t I right Officer, about how tasty his candy cane is?” Susie asked our new friend.“Mmm, yes you’re right. It’s yummy Miss Walker.”“Call me Susie and just wait til you sample the cream filling. Around this time of year it has a hint of cranberries and eggnog.”“Oh really. That I’d like to taste and since this is no. I placed my head between his legs and slowly bent toward his penis. The head was white and larger than the rest of it. His dick smelled like the lemon lube that I had used a moment ago. The smell was invigorating and I realized that I wanted it not for grandma’s pussy, but for him. I slowly and passionately kissed the head of his penis. As soon as I did granny sat beneath me and latched her mouth onto my rod. This only excited me more and sparked the mood. I took grandpas soft dick into my. ‘You know, I’m really tired. I couldn’t sleep very well last night to I’m just going to turn in early.’ ‘Are you sure? The tickets are fairly cheap for the show and tonights the last night for it.’ ‘Yeah, I’m sure. You guys have fun.’ ‘We will! Night!’ Danielle said before she waived and turned to leave. I watched them until they walked around the street corner, his arm slung over her shoulders. I walked in the other direction with no intentions of going back to that damn hotel. It was still.