Lots of people are going to miss Stoney when he goes back to work.And this year Mom and Dad will come to town to visit with me and my husband for Chri...tmas."Of course we don't mind, Johanna," Dad told me. "Your mom and I have done Christmases all over the globe. Our Christmas tradition is not rooted in a geographic location."I remembered a lot of those, overseas, when Dad was in the army. The embassy duty was one thing. The garrison duty was another, and I remember our home filled with other. "Tease!" she cried, attempting to take more of it into her, but I kept backing away, just keeping the cap inside. She sighed and locked her legs around me, begging for more cock, and I gave it to her, a half an inch at a time. When I was three inches in, I felt her cunt muscles grab it. "Gotcha!" she giggled."Oh, how shall I ever escape!" I protested in a falsetto voice, provoking more giggles. In a deep, gruff voice, she growled, "You'll never escape, my little friend. You must remain captive. After some lunch we had another swim in the sea, Angie was having fun grabbing my cock and shouting “eel!!!” much to the amusement of Liz and Deb who seemed to be more interested in each other’s company. Then Angie dived under the water and I felt her mouth close around my cock, she certainly knew how to hold her breath as she was under water for ages. And my now semi erect cock was enjoying the attention. Once she surfaced Deb noticed a crowd gathering on the beach “fuck Fest!!” she announced. I drove around the block, my mind working overtime. I'll drive in... if there is something going on, I'll find out. I thought to myself... but do I really want to know. I parked the car in the drive, my heart was pounding, wondering what I was likely to find... not I hope what I was thinking.I let myself in and went straight to the lounge. There they were, just sitting, cups of coffee by their sides and manila files out and open in front of them. But there seemed to be something wrong... you.