She looked thoughtful. "Your clothes did change. I've heard that happens when the clause is invoked." What clause?" yelled Bob."The Santa clause," sai... Gwyneth."The Santa Claus I landed on?" Bob frowned. He made another delivery and was back in seconds."No. It's a clause in the North Pole Contract of Operations. Santa works hard. He's only good for three or four hundred years before all this wears him out. So a new Santa has to be found. The clause stipulates how that process takes place." The. I got the same feeling I had of fear and panic back in the pub but there was also feeling of excitement. I noticed the bracelet glowing as I was thinking about it which I thought was weird. When I got home the boys were playing their video games. So I went to the kitchen and started making dinner. I could not get this nudity thing out of my head, it was like I had a temptress in one ear and my conscience in the other battling it out.That night when I went to bed I was worried now what would. But one thing we both agree on, you are so intense that neither of us could handle you long term. Oh, you are fun for a weekend fling, but we are both afraid we would get lost in you.”“I have been told that before, lost in me? What does that really mean?”We both felt the head of my cock finally pop out from between her lips, and she pushed up on my chest. “OK, pee first, talk after. Be right back.” At that I rolled off and she gave me a soft peck on the lips, then threw on a robe and left the. She let me kiss them. Sucking her nipples was incredible and I could tell Mel thought it was pretty neat too.A couple days after the first time, I was kissing Mel's tits, really worshipping them when Beth trounced through the door and flopped onto the bed."It's not fair," she said.We both scrambled up, sitting on the bed. "What are you doing?" Mel nearly was screaming."Well, it's not fair. You get to do this all of the time and I got to sit in my room, and..." Beth let that hang in the air."Do.