"Alan readily agreed to do as I asked, then put the phone down and told the others where I was."So his wife's coming over is she?" Tony leered. "Has a...yone met her? What's she like? Nice tits I hope."Of course Ray and Steve had already met her previously, but they didn't know that. Yet. All four of them began speculating on her physical attributes, and Ray said that perhaps they might get some use out of the mistletoe after all.For the next twenty minutes I sat on my desk, nervously drumming my. He hoped thephotos Mr.Claybourn hadsent along would appease Uncle Todd somewhat.Nothing everpleased UncleTodd totally. No matter how hard Shawn triedto give an expertblow job, hisuncle always found something to punish himfor. Either hedidn't lick thehuge sweaty fucksack with enoughenthusiasm, or hedidn'tuse his tongue onthe bottom of the dick strongly enough,or his suctionwasoff, or he didn'tlick the pisshole with enough style.Always something. Until a fewmonths ago, Shawn had never had sex of. Her flush spread from her face until her chest and breasts were suffused by a rosy glow. Her nipples stood proud and erect when Stephen did not have one of them in his mouth.Whether it was Stephen's loving or the thoughts of being watched by Fran, but Josette began to stare into the middle distance, her eyes open but unseeing and gave a shuddering sigh as she climaxed once more.Stephen barely broke his stroke, but went up on his toes. This was the signal for Josette to close her legs on his. If you go back to the pass, the snow’s just as heavy as it was when we left. Probably heavier by now, if I’m reading the clouds right.”“Never?” That seemed unlikely.“Well, not never, but only twice since I can remember.”They continued down the road as the day grew later. The sun was dipping below the western peaks when Sarette pointed out the way station in the distance. Ellerie took the opportunity for one last glance around the valley before it grew dark, and realized something she hadn’t.