I called Peter who answered on the first ring, and had him waiting outside before I could grab my purse. As I locked my way out of the apartment I no...iced two men carrying a couch into the apartment across the way. Both apartments shared the small back yard with a feeble attempt at privacy fence that was a skimpy row of forsythia that bloomed yellow in the spring and did nothing but shade my garden for the rest of the growing season. I thought about some happy loving couple in the backyard. If you like what you have read in this part, then hopefully you will have the patience to wait for what will follow.. ) * * * * * My wife has always had an aversion to any form of lesbianism. She would exclaim in disgust at even the mildest display on TV, such as two women kissing. She also had an exaggerated gag reflex, one so bad that she couldn’t even go snorkelling with me. The obvious result of the gag reflex was that I never got treated to a blowjob. The one time that she actually agreed. 03. Carolling Christmas Eve I watched my daughter hide her disappointment. She had missed her school’s carol concert for another operation on her legs. The doorbell rang. ‘Can Joy come carolling?’ Our neighbour’s son wheeled her chair out into the frosty street. As her voice lifted in rousing chorus, Joy was unconfined. 04. No pets for Christmas. My daughter Nadia helped every day at an animal sanctuary. There was no room in our flat for pets. Gerald promised her a cat when we married. ‘Nadia’s. She spread out Julie's lips as far as she could in that postilion and stuck her slippery tongue in there deep. Julie and Tessa had actually never tried it like that, but Julie was certainly more than open try a few new experiences. As time went on with Gina fucking Julie from behind, Julie got closer and closer to climaxing all over Gina's face like fifty squirt guns all wrapped up into one. Julie began wiggling around just a bit, and she was definitely having trouble keeping her cool..