I didn’t intend to tell Dad, but he spotted that things were not as he first thought, and quizzed me about it. I knew he loved me, so I admitted wha... the real arrangement was, and he was fine after that. He would much rather I was honest and forthcoming, than lie to him. Lies are difficult to sustain in the long term.”“I agree. I’ll phone Mum tomorrow. Time I got my beauty sleep; if only!”“Your beauty is inside you, Freda; in your heart: remember that, girl.”“Will do. G’night, Frances.”The. It is yearning for your touch. Take that in your other hand and squeeze it and play with my other nipple.” I didn’t need any further goading, and like a hungry wolf was sucking away at her right breast and was fondling the other, listening to her words of passion and love. When I raised myself for a breather, she got up and asking me to get up, she started undressing me, and when she stripped me of my briefs and saw my rock hard prick, she, looking me into my eyes, held it and with her hand. I entered the kitchen to the wonderful smells and scurrying around of two beautiful women. Sara smiled at me as Darcy continued whatever she was doing and didn’t make eye contact. I began setting the table as Darcy bent over to open the oven and retrieve freshly baked biscuits from the oven. I had to admit that her ass looked amazing. She arched her back, I think on purpose, as the fabric from her sun dress draped across her haunches. Of course I noticed that she was likely not wearing. Santa laughed as he sat on his chair."Looks like somebody's been a naughty girl," he said to the amusement ofthe crowd. "Bring the slut over to sit on Santa's lap."Two of the elves untied me and unlocked by butt plug, leaving me feelingwide-open and in need of being stuffed again. The void in my sissy holeonly lasted a second before I was lifted and then lowered down ontoSanta's monster cock. I moaned out in ecstasy as the crowd roared itsapproval.Santa asked me what I wanted for Christmas. In.