The other women giggled and whispered to each other, thoroughly enjoying the show. "No, ma'am" When is the last time you addressed your mother as ma'a...?"Jared searched his memory but came up blank. "I... don't know. I guess it's been a while." See, I think that's the problem, " Mrs. Davis said. "No respect for your own mother. Obviously no respect for older women in general. "She made a summoning gesture with her finger. "Come here, young man. "Jared obeyed her. He felt as though he was. Then he sniffed her armpit. She said :”Do you like my armpit smell?” He said, “Yes, very much.” Saying this he buried his head in her big sweaty smelly hairy armpit. The flesh inside the pit was soft and a little rough, with lot of sweat and hair.The smell was too much to bear. He started to lick the armpit with big strokes of his tongue. He rubbed his nose there. Manju was moaning: “mmmmmmmmmmmm”. He kissed the armpit flesh and hair, sucking in the flesh and lightly chewing on it. Then Manju. Fran told me that Andrea was quite drunk and need a hand to pull up her panties, so Fran help her but as she pull them up she couldn’t help herself in touch Andrea’s black hairy slit, I ask her how did Andrea react to being touched and she said that she didn’t like her touching her pussy but said no more about.I then asked Fran if she would like to taste Andrea and what she would like to do to her if she had a chance and if she liked any other women who she would love to take to bed. Andrea was. I just smiled weakly at him feeling sure that I would turn back into the hot sexy woman that is being held prisoner in Santa’s body! We were shown to our room and these tiny little hand maidens knocked me down on the bed and began stripping me out of my Santa Clothes and placed me into a big red gown with a sleep cap then tucked me into bed. I was so tired I dropped right off to sleep with thoughts of my one true love dancing through my head. The next morning I woke up with a new out look on.