Underneath the tree are presents. Garland is strung up and down the stairwell. Stockings are hung by the fireplace that is as cold and dark as my hear.... Sitting in my favorite chair I look up on the wall to the painting we had commissioned on our eighth Wedding Anniversary, a portrait of my wife Francis holding our newborn twin daughters Alexis and Amanda. That half Mona Lisa smile haunts me. I used to tease her about it. Usually when she smiled she did it with her whole face. Her mouth would. I began to shake in fear, and I desperately tried to hide it from him. He smiled down at me, before carefully kissing down my body. I spread my legs slowly, breathing heavily. Fear was overtaking my body as I wasn't sure how he would react. He had never seen my pussy, let alone touched it. My eyes were clenched shut as I was fearful if they were to open I would begin to cry. His finger slowly slid down between my pussy lips. I gasped and arched into his touch on reflex, I risked opening my eyes. By the way Astrid is my step daughter. My wife is due back from Stavanger tomorrow and Astrid is at work till 6, so I have an hour of ‘me time’. Karoline has promised to make up for the last two weeks away and has arranged with Astrid to make herself scares at the weekend. Karoline has a high sex drive and I’m eagerly waiting her return. She only asks that I shave my dick and balls. However I can keep the strip above my dick. Apparently it adds friction to her clit when we make love! I‘ve. Do you see?" she spoke almost breathlessly.Andrew came closer. She sat down. He knelt in front of her and brought his lips to the nipple she had pointed to."Little sensitive, too." She whispered as his lips closed around the protruding nub. He very carefully teased the nipple with his lips, sucking lightly, first the one and then the other, his hands on her hips. She felt deliciously feminine with no underpants."Mmmmm, now let me finish, dear."She stood and he had a full look at the glory of.