She smiled at Katy and shook her hand and then turned to me."Ah. The Birthday Boy! Please come in. I'm Michelle. Your room is ready and since it's lat..., I suggest you go on up and we will meet and talk in the morning." As we all entered the foyer she turned with the key to a room. Only one, that was interesting. "Here is your key. Now, if you don't mind Cindy, I want to give the birthday boy a birthday kiss."Cindy smiled. "I don't mind at all. This is his weekend."The redhead grabbed me and. Her father was a forthright Tory; her mother a vile termagant, her little sister a constant pest and her older brothers working for the British at various tasks in New York City like the spineless, lick-spittles they were. She was just a fine piece of ass who seemed always in heat.I led the plow team back to the stable, saddled up an old riding horse, got June up behind me and off we went to see about the fence. Once we were over the rise on which the farmhouse and its outbuildings sat, June. As we entered the house she hugged me and unbuttoned my pants and took my cock in her hand & began to move up & down. I got aroused and removed her saree, blouse & petticoat. She was only in her bra & panty. I have seen ladies with bra & panty in the movies, now the real one is before me. I pressed her boobs & pussy with my hand over her bra & panty.I took off her bra and started kissing those to a lovely globes out of the bra and almost her areola was peeping out of the cover and it was. I want you in my Christmas Stocking come morning." Oh, yes please," gasped Lyn, "what a wonderful present to open in the morning."Lucy nodded acquiescence happily. It was far better than spending a solitary Christmas Day on her own. After more kissing and stroking, the two girls got into their dresses. Lucy started to get up from the table, but the girls stopped her."No need to move," Ronnie told her, "Lyn will go get Roger, Santa to you, and I will get you ready for him." Ready? How do you.