She got up and leftthe room. I figured I had gone too far and now she was upset. Butshe returned a few seconds later with a jar of Vaseline.Now I knew...she was up for trying anal, but I had to becareful. Her asshole was so tight when I put my fingersin, I wasn’t sure she could handle my cock. I rubbed theVaseline all over her asshole and inserted my fingersagain. I kept adding more fingers and moved them around tostretch her a little. She jumped a little every time Iadded another finger. By that point, Aunt Ruth had put our coats in the hall closet and escorted us into the living room, where a group of five adults was gathered around the piano, all five of them laughing helplessly. The living room was even more splendidly festive than the hallway. There were candles in all the windows, and a block-shaped pine-scented candle burning inside a wreath on the coffee table. The angel atop the Christmas tree was almost touching the nine-foot ceiling, while the tree itself held globes. He slipped out of his shirt so he could feel her against his skin. Intense electrical jolts stung his body everywhere she placed her hands. Until now, DJ hadn’t known this type of sexual hunger existed. The snap on her bra gave way and he removed it from her chest without the same care he’d given the vest. His control was quickly depleting. As he wrapped his mouth around her puckered nipples she let loose a moan so purely erotic DJ had to grab his sac and squeeze until a sharp pain tore through. Tomorrow night she was being taken to dinner and wanted something sexy to wear without being overstated. One of the girls at the office had mentioned a boutique some time back and Serena thought it was worth a look. Her eyes scoured the small shop fronts as she fought her way through the shoppers. She spied the place, huge 'SALE NOW ON' signs plastered across the windows. An old woman scowled as Serena barged into her. She called back an apology that was lost to the river of shoppers she trying.