”The curiosity gets the better of me and I agree. Liz smiles again, leaning over the kitchen table and kissing me on the cheek. I can’t help noti...e the tops of her breasts and cleavage are exposed. I glance at them and quickly look back to her face to see her smiling back at me. She moves away and back into her chair. Blushing a fair bit I’m sure, I look over to her trying to change the subject, “this food is nice LIz. Simple and tasty”“Thanks”. I begin to notice her legs swinging forward and. Besides, now I was starting to feel like this was a set-up for a practical joke one of my sick friends would play on me. I figured at some point, Santa would turn on some music and do a strip tease or something. But how did he know I had to pee and where did he get hot pizza at this hour on Christmas morning? When I got back, Santa was just popping open a bottle of beer and setting it down on the coffee table next to a slice of pizza. "I was hoping you were going to join me," he said gesturing. 'Zulke tietjes zouden je goed staan, Simone,' en ze draait zich om engaat terug naar de kamer.Aarzelend blijf ik even staat, mar dan vlucht ik naar huis.In bed overdenk ik de situatie. Ik moet met haar kappen. Maar hoe? Hetis allemaal zo moeilijk. Ze is sterker dan ik. Het duurt uren eer ik inslaap val.Die vrijdag gebeurt er verder niets bijzonders. Het verloopt allemaalerg rustig. En 's-avonds stuurt Andrea me op de gewone tijd naar huis.'s-Zaterdags doen we boodschappen, maar 's-middags om. Seeing their hands moving between the others thighs, parting the outer and inner lips to stroke clits and plumb the slick passages made my own body cry out to be touched. The heady musk of their arousal added to my own passions, and seeing Ronnie shudder as Ingrid brought her over the edge made me quiver in sympathy. I wanted….I needed….I craved.I knew they could see my condition. I could feel my juices running down the crack of my ass and knew my outer lips had swollen open to expose my molten.