“Who do you think you are coming into my apartment like this?” “Santa Claus,” he replied slowly and seriously. That deep voice of his was calm...ng. I felt subdued by it. “No way,” I said, “Really, who are you?” “Okay, so I’m just a helper. Santa’s too busy tonight so he sent me on my own.” “What are you doing?” I asked. He obviously wasn’t going to tell me who he really was. “Setting the mood for your presents. Now why don’t you just relax? I’m not a robber. I’m here for Christmas.” He took out. "Uuuuhhh, please, Mom… feel how hot I am!"With a low moan, Janet dropped to her knees on the floor betweenFiona's legs, at the same time pulling the towel away from her daughter's body. For a moment she just stared at the girl's body, drinking in her daughter's budding nakedness. Then, with her face down close where she could see, Janet slid her hand between her daughter's smooth legs.The touch was light and sensual. Fiona's legs opened wider, and her lips parted in a sigh of arousal. Janet's. We looked down at ourselves and snorted with laughter like on command!"Oh shit, I have to pee!" You jumped up and crouched down between bench and bush, where it is the darkest spot. I could see your eyeballs and white teeth just dimly. But I could hear you - what a waterfall! It didn’t just ripple, no, it shot out of you. While doing your business you focused on me - and I focused on you. No shame, I could not see you peeing in the dark, but I saw your face, your smiling mouth. And I tried not. I couldn’t see beyond their glistening hard abs, but I could hear mistress and Maria laughing with pleasure.And then the moment was over, the two men left again as discretely as they had arrived and I was left staring at mistress and her dominant she girl Maria.Mistress whispered to Maria who nodded, got up, unclipped me and then took me by the leash to the end of the bed.“Now clean us up slave” mistress commanded. I slipped my head towards her mystery but she pushed me sideways “the birthday.